Seaside Pictures
4 primary works
Book 1
For the last year I've lived my life via text.
It's not because I don't want to talk, it's because trauma prevents me from getting any words out. We all have our things don't we?
It worked for me.
Until my Hollywood friends decide that I need a little bit of adventure by way of forcing me to become Lincoln Greene's new assistant. They're filming in my hometown. Waiting on him hand and foot is suddenly the least of my worries.
Because Lincoln? He's not a texter.
He's a talker.
And he may just talk his way right into my heart before I have time to put up any sort of boundaries.
He's my enemy.
And then he's my best friend.
And now I want to talk more than ever, say the words that don't mean as much when you type them out on your phone.
But I'm broken.
And even Hollywood's newest heartthrob can't fix me, no matter how hard he believes he can.
Book 2
My name is shouted on rooftops.
It's written on bras, on the inside of bathroom stalls, hell my name is everywhere.
To say my name is to experience an orgasm without ever leaving your damn house.
My name is Zane "Saint" Andrews.
I'm sex.
I'm a rock god.
I'm also...a virgin.
What they don't know won't kill them right? Give the people what they want. And what they want is the idea of me; the pleasure they gain at listening to my song and knowing without a doubt I'm talking about them and only them.
It worked for a while.
Until a nerdy girl with glasses falls at my feet, literally, and suddenly I don't want to be Saint anymore, what I want? What I really need?
Is to be kept.
By her.
This is a rockstar romance with lots of kissing, sex, funny one liners, and life from a different angle. I hope you guys enjoy, and remember, it's all about the mallow.
Book 3
It's easy to lose yourself in someone you love.
Easier to lose yourself in someone you hate…
I didn't think it could get any worse than having to babysit a bunch of spoiled musicians on set — keeping them out of trouble is a cakewalk compared to seeing my ex every day.
Seaside, Oregon isn't big enough for the both of us.
She hates me.
I loathe her.
The plan was simple — stay the hell away and make sure she gets to set on time.
What I didn't expect was to be faced with our past in front of an audience — and be forced to face it again.
It's torture.
The way she looks at me.
The way I try to look through her.
Words left unsaid.
The lingering aftermath still as powerful as ever.
I feed the chasm between us, for fear that she'll make me feel again — and steal the last shred of heart I have left.
We have everything but each other.
It's not enough.
Not when you've lost love.
And replaced it with the only thing left — hate.
Book 4
From #1 New York Times bestselling author Rachel Van Dyken comes the next standalone rockstar romance in her Seaside Pictures series…
I had his posters on my wall when I was sixteen and when I accidentally got pregnant in high school—his was the face I dreamt of when I closed my eyes at night.
Now, over twenty years later, that dream's turned into a reality.
Not only is Drew Amhurst in my tiny town of Seaside, live and in the flesh…
But he's mentoring my rockstar son.
Drew says he's mine for a week.
And he made me three promises.
"No strings attached."
"No falling in love."
"It's only seven days."
He's confident that he can help me rediscover myself both in and out of the bedroom, and I'm confident that he's too arrogant for his own good.
And at the end of seven days, he swears he'll walk out of my life the way he came into it.
The only problem is, the more I get to know him, the more I want to surrender the last pieces of my heart and beg him to stay.