“Cable shows are huge right now. Mad Men? True Blood? White
Collar? Come on.”
He put his arm around me. “We’ve been to hell and back
this last year. It will be cake, and then we can take our women on a
long vacation before we start our tour.”
Alec looked doubtful. It was as if he was still hiding
something from me. I could see the stress etched across his face.
“Fine.”
“Fine.” He released me and grabbed a bottle of water from
the fridge.
“Besides, what’s the worst that can happen, right?” I gave
him a pointed look.
He paused, the water bottle lifted mid air to his lips. His
throat worked as he swallowed a few times and avoided my eyes.
“Right.”
See what happens next in the third installment of the Seaside series!
Shatter: A Seaside Novel
Shatter: A Seaside Novel
Alec
The group was all together. Evan and Alesha, Alyssa and
Demetri, Angelica and Jaymeson, and finally Nat and me. I cringed
for the twentieth time that day.
Seaside was officially the hot spot to be, and we were the
show to watch. Nobody was nervous but me. Why was I the only
one? I was stressed, pissed, angry, worried. Damn, I felt like a
parent. I just wanted to protect everyone, especially Nat. I loved
her so much and now it felt like I was really exposing her to the life
Demetri and I lived on a day to day basis.
Before it wasn’t so bad. I gave Nat a bit of Hollywood in
small doses. After all, AD2 was still technically on hiatus.
Not now. Why did it suddenly feel like I brought the depths
of hell into this sleepy town? Camera crews were everywhere. A
makeup artist touched up Nat’s lipstick for the third time while I
watched. Could they have at least gotten her a female makeup
artist? By the looks of this guy, he wasn’t gay. And if he kept
lingering, my fist was going to end up in his face.
I scowled and looked towards the ocean. It was like I had
just hatched hundreds of baby turtles and was now waiting in
horror for them to be eaten by birds before swimming free in the
ocean.
Note to self: You know your life is going to shit when you
start using reptiles as allegorical examples of how bad things suck.
“Enough!” I finally said as the guy hovered over Nat’s face
adding more powder. He scurried off as I showed him the finger.
Nat glared in my direction. I blew her a kiss and managed a smile.
Six weeks. I could do six weeks of filming, and then I was
going to propose and whisk her away from Seaside, away from
Hollywood, away from everything. I wasn’t sure how much longer
I could balance everything before I broke. All things considered, I
was already on borrowed time. Nat and Demetri had no clue. I
gripped the chair until my knuckles turned white.
I wanted her far away from everything when it hit the fan.
Author Note:
I honestly don’t know where to start with this author note! I
have so many people to thank! First and foremost, I’m so thankful
that God has blessed me with this incredible JOB! I love writing. I
honestly would write all day if I could… oh, wait. Most days I feel
like a complete nerd. I stare at my computer, I sigh loudly, I cry, I
yell at my characters and somehow everything always gets finished
without me killing any of them off… so far. MUAH HA HA! Note
the craziness factor here! Clearly I need to get out more!
Thank you to all the readers out there that gave this genre a
chance. I know I typically write regency romance, so doing a New
Adult series was a bit of a stretch for me. Thank you so much for
sticking with me and for supporting me. Fans on Goodreads that
helped spread the word about this book, I can’t thank you enough!
You know who you are! It would take forever to list you guys, but I
appreciate you more than you will ever know!
Liza Tice, wow, girl. You’ve been there since the beginning
when I said, “Hey, I may write a New Adult book, you think it
would suck?” You are the greatest beta reader. EVER! I really
appreciate all of your comments and notes on this manuscript.
Laura Heritage, aka best editor and cover artist —EVER! Thank
you for all your hard work. You make masterpieces of my jumbled
thoughts. Kristin Vayden, thanks for your continued support and
beta reading. Love you like a sister…oh wait, right you are my
sister.
Astraea Press, quite possibly the best indie publisher around
— thank you for allowing me to do my own side projects and still
supporting me when I decide to do something crazy like self-
publish! And of course I have to say thanks to the hubby who has
to put up with my insane questions and weird habits while writing.
I swear, every time I write a kissing scene I ask him to kiss me so I
can show rather than tell. He thinks I’m just trying to get a kiss.
Well, it’s possible I am. But he’ll never know because he doesn’t
read romance, HA! Sneaky, I know.
Finally, I just need to say thank you again to all the readers.
Your support makes it possible for me to be living my dream. I
truly love you all and am so blessed to have y’all in my life.
As always, if you loved or hated the book, leave a review on
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Other books by Rachel Van Dyken:
The Devil Duke Takes A Bride
The Ugly Duckling Debutante
Every Girl Does It
Compromising Kessen
Savage Winter
The Parting Gift
Waltzing With the Wallflower
The Seduction of Sebastian St. James
Beguiling Bridget
The Redemption of Lord Rawlings
Upon A Midnight Dream
Whispered Music
An Unlikely Alliance
Tear: A Seaside Novel
The Wolf’s Pursuit
Coming Soon:
The Bet
Shatter
Taming Wilde
Divine Uprising
Irresistible Terms
Elite
About the Author
Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times and USA Today
Bestselling author of regency and contemporary romances. When
she's not writing you can find her drinking coffee at Starbucks and
plotting her next book while watching The Bachelor.
She keeps her home in Idaho with her husband and their
snoring boxer, Sir Winston Churchill. She loves to hear from
readers!
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Table of Contents
Prologue
Chapter
One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-one
Chapter Twenty-two
Chapter Twenty-three
Chapter Twenty-four
Chapter Twenty-five
Chapter Twenty-six
Chapter Twenty-seven
Chapter Twenty-eight
Chapter Twenty-nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-one
Chapter Thirty-two
Chapter Thirty-three
Chapter Thirty-four
Chapter Thirty-five
Table of Contents
Prologue
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-one
Chapter Twenty-two
Chapter Twenty-three
Chapter Twenty-four
Chapter Twenty-five
Chapter Twenty-six
Chapter Twenty-seven
Chapter Twenty-eight
Chapter Twenty-nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-one
Chapter Thirty-two
Chapter Thirty-three
Chapter Thirty-four
Chapter Thirty-five
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