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Losing your ability to speak at the age of seventeen; it’s not normal or fair.

But trauma, has a way of throwing normality out the window.

Dani lives anything but a normal life.

Her sister is married to one of the biggest names in Hollywood.

Her best friends are rockstar duo AD2.

And she has more love around her than most people experience in a lifetime.

But that doesn’t change the fact their parents are dead.

Or that it’s her fault.
It seems her new normal is being a mute, living on the inside, unable to actually communicate on the outside.

That is until Hollywood’s newest heartthrob Lincoln Greene hires her as his assistant for the summer.

He’s gorgeous, completely unavailable, and unobtainable.

But that doesn’t stop her from wondering…if things were different…would he want her?

If she was whole, would he be the other half?

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EXCERPT

“Finally!” Jaymeson pointed at both of us. “Lincoln, show her to her mark. Dani, for this scene you’re simply staring at him like you want to eat him. Think you can do that?”

I nodded.

Any woman could do that.

Most men too.

“Cue music!” Jaymeson called out. “Action.”

A techno mix of AD2’s latest song filled the air as the extras started dancing around us. I stayed glued to the wall while Lincoln delivered his lines to Pris, and then he lifted his head, meeting my gaze.

It’s just a movie. It’s just a movie.

The breath left my chest on one slow exhale as he moved toward me, his body making fluid purposeful movements through the crowd.

My lips parted; my entire body felt heavy as he approached.

He stopped in front of me, his forehead grazing mine as he leaned in a few inches. Our breath mingled as the music and scene faded around me.

“Cut!” Jaymeson yelled.

Holy crap on a cracker. I almost experienced my first stroke — at seventeen.

“You okay?” Lincoln’s eyebrows knit together in concern.

I licked the lipstick from my lips and nodded quickly.

Jaymeson approached. “Time for the kiss, remember kissing, not hockey. Clearly, you were confused earlier.”

Lincoln gritted his teeth and let out a little groan.

I patted his arm and grinned, my way of encouraging him. He seemed to pale more.

My stomach sank.

Maybe it was me.

I was the problem.

Not the kiss, but me. If he’d had trouble kissing my gorgeous sister, how was he going to be able to kiss me?

“Hey…” Lincoln cupped my cheek. “… focus on me, nothing else, alright? It’s only us.”

I nodded.

“You ever been to a party?”

I rolled my eyes.

“Ever made out with a guy at a party that wasn’t your boyfriend?”

I thought about it then slowly shook my head.

“So that’s what this scene is about. It’s about a guy seeing a girl from across the room and wanting her so badly that he’s willing to cheat on his own girlfriend for just one taste. Granted, he’s supposedly drunk and high, but that just takes the romance out of it, doesn’t it?”

He released my cheek and stepped back. “Imagine you’re trying to attract me, make your body as inviting as possible. Hell, just stand there and look at me, and you’ll sell it.”

Sell it. I repeated the words in my mind.

I could do that.

Because I wanted him to kiss me.

It made my heart beat faster.

My blood pump harder.

And for the first time since my parents’ death, I was actually excited about something. Nervous, but excited.

“Okay,” I mouthed.

I must have surprised him again because his eyes darkened, and then he grinned. “One day, Dani. One day I’m going to hear my name coming from that gorgeous mouth of yours, and I’m not going to be held responsible for my actions… damn the consequences.”

My breath hitched.

“Quiet on set! And action!”

There was no warning. Suddenly, Lincoln’s mouth was fused against mine, no teeth, just his soft lips pushing, prodding, moving slowly back and forth until his tongue slid through and made contact with mine.

Heart racing, I opened my mouth enough to deepen the kiss as heat washed over me.

He groaned and dug his fingers into my shoulders then slid his hands down my back and gripped my butt. I let out a squeak of surprise as I flicked his tongue with mine.

“Cut!” Jaymeson yelled.

I kept kissing.

So did Lincoln.

His chest brushed roughly against mine; my breasts ached at the sharp contact. I let out a little hiss at the exact time Linc let out a groan and nudged his knee between my legs.

“Cut!” Jaymeson yelled again.

Slowly, Lincoln pried himself away from me, chest heaving.

“Good enough,” said Jaymeson.

“No,” Lincoln argued without taking his wild grey eyes off me, “I went off script. We need to do it again.”

“The hell you do,” someone mumbled. I wasn’t surprised to see Demetri glaring daggers at Lincoln’s back. Alec was next to Jaymeson, giving him an earful. I noted the strong tick in his jaw.

“Fine.” Jaymeson waved them both off. “We’ll do it again.”

“Take two, and action!”

This time the kiss was slow, languid in its movements. Hot waves of pleasure coursed through my body as his tongue slid seductively pass my lips. His taste, the feel of his mouth was unlike anything I’d ever experienced. Greedily, I moaned, desperate for more of him as I reached for his shirt then fisting it with my hands and tugging him tighter against my body, wanting more contact with him. I felt every plane of muscle as he slowly turned us so his back was semi facing the camera. His knee nudged my legs apart as pressure increased down the middle of my body. I hadn’t really looked long at the script, but I was pretty sure that this wasn’t part of it.

Not that I was complaining.

He rocked into me, my back connected with the wall. With a possessive growl, he nipped my lower lip then started kissing down my neck. Kissing in public had never been my thing — but maybe that was because I’d never kissed Lincoln.

I would kiss him anywhere.

All he needed to do was ask.

Body humming with pleasure, I let out a little gasp as his warm lips met the pulse on my neck. Then his tongue licked where his lips had just been.

His knee rose higher and higher as my body sank onto his; the first contact of his leg had my body screaming with pleasure — just a little higher, just a little more.

“Cut!” someone shouted, though it didn’t sound like Jaymeson.

Suddenly, Demetri was pulling Lincoln away from me and glaring daggers at both of us. “I think you guys got the scene.”

Embarrassed, I looked down, tucking my silky hair behind my ear. Did I really almost just dry hump Lincoln Greene’s leg? In front of about twenty people, including my sister?

“You sure?” Lincoln asked, voice hoarse. I glanced up at him, his chest was heaving with exertion, his lips swollen. “Because I could have sworn I messed up my lines.”

“There are no lines, you bastard,” Demetri muttered under his breath.

“Damn it!” Jaymeson shouted. “Hey, guys, I’m going to need you to shoot it one more time. Remember, Lincoln, you’re supposed to proposition her.”

Lincoln grinned smugly at Demetri.

Demetri didn’t move.

My Review
Capture by Rachel Van Dyken
My rating: 5 of 5 stars


It’s sweet, funny and sexy. A lighthearted and touching new adult romance I didn’t want to end and cemented my Rachel Van Dyken fan girl status.

PTSD is not exclusive to military combat and Dani could tell you all about it, if she could talk. The trauma of losing her parents and surviving has changed her in more ways than one. It left her full of hurt, regret, shame, and feeling disconnected especially without the ability to speak. And even with all the love her sister and her extended and very famous family give her is not enough to break through, until the stunningly attractive and charismatic Lincoln Greene hires her as his assistant, gives her acceptance and treats her without kid gloves. But will it be enough to last longer than her summer job?

“We do this, you leave me, I will chase you,” I growled against her mouth. “And I mean that in the most threatening way possible. I’m not letting you go.”

Hollywood’s hottest heartthrob Lincoln Greene was born and raised privileged. Amidst fame he grew up with everything money could buy. But money can’t buy good parents and his could never give much less buy him love. And it’s left him with an emptiness he’s never shown anyone, until his latest underage, very forbidden assistant has him intrigued and tied up in knots, filling that void and making him want to spend time with her, want to make her smile and in general making him want. Can two damaged souls make one whole?

“She was pretty when she was happy. And maybe that was the saddest part of all – she seemed so tight all the time, like being happy was a chore, but being sad? Just the way life was.”

Rachel Van Dyken knows how to write an awesome book. I wanted to devour it whole as the pages flew by and time seized to exist for me. Her wit and sass shine through in the playful, cute, touching and steamy scenes between the hero and heroine and lovable secondary characters that make this a wonderfully enjoyable read. I was hooked right from the blurb to the very end which has me completely intrigued about Zane and in desperate need to find time to read about every manly, overprotective man in the Seaside series.

“Something wasn’t quite right about Zane, but he was also really… real, and kind of… entertaining in a pet-puppy type of way.” ~ Dani

Even though Dani didn’t talk, she certainly communicated via texts. She’s quick, snarky and lively. I felt so much for her struggle, not just the guilt and grief, but for her lack of direction and self-worth.

“You lived for a reason. So what you do right now – even if it’s as simple as getting out of bed every day – it matters.”

I could’ve been easily seduced by Lincoln’s innate magnetism but what made me completely swoon and fall hard for him was his vulnerability. On the surface, Lincoln fit the Hollywood heartbreaker stereotype to a T. He was charming and cocky but he hid the susceptible inside of a man that grew up in a loveless and even abusive home, who like to read, preferred a Game of Thrones episode to a party and packed a toy pig everywhere he went.

“I care, I worry. I’m like a girl, only in the body of a really hot guy.”

I loved how he understood, accepted and supported her; the way he was thoughtful and put her before him.

“My body screamed for her. And my heart well… it kept reminding me that I needed to keep hers intact, and if I had any hope of doing that, I needed to go slow.”

I thoroughly enjoyed their witty dialogue and flirty exchanges that made me smile, laugh and melt into sweet goo. There are so many awesome lines I highlighted it’s hard to choose which to share.

“I miss my texts. Promise me that just because you can talk now, you won’t stop texting me.”
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“Life is scary as hell, but I’d rather believe you were spared for a reason, maybe so that on your eighteenth birthday you could make a stupid, spoiled, Hollywood actor give up his heart and fall in love.”

Capture is book #1 in the Seaside Pictures series (a spin-off of the Seaside series) by Rachel Van Dyken. It is a full-length, New Adult, contemporary romance about acceptance, healing and love, full of quirky characters and the perfect mix of sass, hilarity, spice and emotion. Told from both points of view.

Sorry, I couldn’t choose, these are other quotes I loved:

“Had to pee in his pants for a role, and when they tried to attach the pouch to him so that it would look real, and he could hit it when it was time, he shouted, ‘No, I do all my own stunts. I got this.’”

“One day, Dani. One day I’m going to hear my name coming from that gorgeous mouth of yours, and I’m not going to be held responsible for my actions… damn the consequences.”

“Kissing you regardless of if it’s the second, third, fourth time. Even if it’s during a scene, and I’m acting. It always feels like the most real thing in my existence.”

* I was given an ARC of this book courtesy of the author via InkSlinger PR. The excerpts are from that copy. *

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Rachel Van Dyken is the New York Times, Wall Street Journal, 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, adorable son, and two snoring boxers! She loves to hear from readers!

Want to be kept up to date on new releases? Text MAFIA to 66866!

You can connect with her on Facebook www.facebook.com/rachelvandyken
or join her fan group Rachel’s New Rockin Readers. Her website is www.rachelvandykenauthor.com


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