I first have to say I have not read any of the previous books in the Seaside or Seaside Pictures series’ so going in I didn’t know what to expect.  Well, I knew that I love Rachel Van Dyken’s books so I had hoped that I would feel that way about Steal.  I am so happy to say that when reading Steal I didn’t feel lost – I was just drawn into the story of Will and Angelica and feel in love with the characters on their own.

Will’s whole life changed when he found Angelica with his best friend – a new career, a new look and new friends.  He left his music behind and started a new career as a music/movie agent who is booking a movie that is being made about his and his friend’s life in Seaside Oregon.  Unfortunatetly that also means that Angelica Greene is coming back into his life.  Something he thinks he is ready for but when he sees Angelica and how much she has changed from her party ways he doesn’t know what to make of her.  He just knows he needs to stay away from her even though she is living in his house.  When his friend and the movie’s director changes the scope of the movie to become about him and his life starting as the lead singer of the world’s most famous boy band he finally needs to face his past and Angelica once and for all.

Angelica has left her bad girl ways behind.  Now clean and sober she isn’t sure if she can just dive back into her acting career and more importantly be around a group of people she hurt so bad in the past – especially Will.  She knows that Will hates her but not nearly as much as she hates herself.  Though the more time she spends with her old group of friends she starts to find forgiveness and as the movie progress’s she starts to find her passion in acting again.  When she looks at Will she starts to find her heart again as well.

I love a second chance romance that’s what attracted me at first to Steal.  What I love is the characters of Will and Angelica and their story of redemption and discovery, especially for Will. Ms. Van Dyken tells their story so clearly and precisely that I honestly didn’t realize that this was part of a series until about a 3rd the way through.  Told in dual POV’s we get to see both sides of Will and Angelica’s story and the pain these characters have but also when they both get over their issues (with of course the help of their friends).  The dialog is written so well and the story itself is fast-paced but doesn’t leave a new reader to the series lost.  I loved getting see other characters from the other books and for those who have read the other books I am sure it will be great to see them – for me it just makes me want to download the other books and dive right in.

All in all, I highly recommend Steal as a great stand alone or as a welcome back to Seaside.

 

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Excerpt:

I blinked up at the white ceiling, willing the tears to dry. Praying they wouldn’t slip free — because once they were loose there was no stopping the onslaught of emotion that would follow, the devastation, the earth-shattering realization that nothing would ever be the same between us. Not if he could help it — and not with me constantly pushing him.

But at least pushing him got me a reaction that proved he wasn’t a complete indifferent sociopath.

I refused to let him get to me.

With a sigh I turned onto my side and stared out the window imagining a different time a different place, where he was by my side — and promised to never leave.

That and the way his hands ran down my skin like he was getting ready to worship me the way he used to.

Only his face hadn’t been filled with wonder — disgust was more like it.

I clung to the anger like a blanket. It was the only way to sleep, the only way I was able to close my eyes and pray the sickness in my chest away.

Anger forced me to focus on doing my job and getting as far away from my past as possible.

Weakness would just make me sad.

It would make me that — weak;

And I knew where that road led.

It led me directly back to all the things that turned me down that road in the first place.

Not being good enough.

Pretty enough.

Funny enough.

Weakness led me to a false sense of strength.

And my number one weakness had always been Will Sutherland.

It was possible — to give so much of your heart and soul to a person that you lost who you were.

I became a different person with him — a person I thought I needed to be in order to compete in our world. A person our world told me I had no choice but to become in order to stay relevant.

I punched my pillow one last time and attempted to sleep.

Two hours later, when sleep still wouldn’t come, I padded my way into the kitchen and made coffee, then laid my head against the couch and thought about the way his lips felt on my ear.

Inches from my neck.

Breaths from my body.

I ached for him in ways I never knew existed.

And I relished in the ache just like I relished in the anger, because at least that meant it had happened, and at least that meant I knew he was a bad choice I wasn’t willing to make again.

A weakness that wouldn’t just hurt me.

But kill me.

Sometime around one in the morning when the clock on the microwave blinked at me with an intensity that started a pulsing headache to form — I stumbled over to the couch and face planted — the last thought in my head was of the Sutherland Sunset — and how it had once been my anchor until it turned into my hell.

What a joke.

What a cruel joke.

“You made coffee.” Will’s smooth voice interrupted what had been a completely dreamless sleep.

I didn’t have the energy to respond with anything other than a grunt.

“Still not a morning person,” he commented. His footsteps might as well be sledgehammers drilling into the wood floor.

“Why?” I croaked.

The walking stopped. Lights flicked on. I shivered and cursed him to Hell as he poked his head over the couch and had the audacity to smile. “Why what?”

My eyes narrowed. “Talking.”

“Why talking?” He took a sip out of the blue mug I’d been drinking out of earlier that morning; he must have reheated the coffee. “Still really eloquent in the morning I see.” Another annoying sip. The terrorist didn’t even offer me any! Just kept loudly sipping while staring at me with a stupid ass grin on his face like it was a joy to be awake at… wait, what time was it?

I jolted to a sitting position, my pounding headache still wasn’t gone, in fact it was worse, probably brought on by Will’s cheerful demeanor and loud walking. “What time is it?”

“You have twenty minutes until you’re expected on set.” His voice was calm behind me, warm. If I closed my eyes I could almost imagine his body was about to wrap around me like a blanket, I’d tuck my feet under my body and rest my head on his shoulder, we’d share a cup of coffee like we used to and watch the news before work.

It took us one date to become inseparable.

Our trailers side by side.

Cohabitating.

Finishing sentences.

Eating off each other’s plates.

Sharing inside jokes.

Not to mention, Will had been my first.

I shivered as his footsteps moved away from me taking his body right along with them.

That was the past.

It needed to stay there.

With a sigh, I shot up to my feet and started making my way back to my room.

I only made it about one foot before Will started cursing.

Panicked, I froze and then turned around. “What’s wrong?”

His eyes narrowed over the rim of the blue cup, “I’m just trying to decide if you’re doing it on purpose.”

“Doing what?” Okay now I was getting annoyed. And the man wouldn’t stop slurping his coffee as though he didn’t know how to sip like a grown up!

He shrugged one of his shoulders. “Wearing no clothes.”

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