Heartbroken

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A shattering new thriller about three women, strangers, on a heart-wrenching collision course none of them could have seen coming.

Long after anyone expected Kate to do anything with her life, she did. Using the journals left behind by her aunt and grandmother, she wrote a novel based on a very real generation-old love story that ended in tragedy. On the other side of town, Emily is about to set fire to her life. She’s in a dead-end job and is involved with the wrong man; she ...

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Overview

A shattering new thriller about three women, strangers, on a heart-wrenching collision course none of them could have seen coming.

Long after anyone expected Kate to do anything with her life, she did. Using the journals left behind by her aunt and grandmother, she wrote a novel based on a very real generation-old love story that ended in tragedy. On the other side of town, Emily is about to set fire to her life. She’s in a dead-end job and is involved with the wrong man; she can feel herself being drawn into darkness, with horrific consequences. With nowhere to go, she finds herself on the run.  Without knowing each other, and with lives that couldn't be more different, Kate and Emily head to the same point on the map: Heart Island, an idyllic place in the middle of a lake in the Adirondacks, owned for generations by Birdie Burke's family. The harsh and unyielding Birdie is at one with this island, which has a terrifying history all its own. She, too, has consequences to face.
     Heartbroken
is a tense, mesmerizing novel about the limits of dysfunctional families, of an island haunted by dark memories and restless ghosts, and of the all-too-real demons we must battle.  Wonderfully suspenseful, exquisitely crafted, and written with raw, emotional power, this is Lisa Unger at her very best.

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Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
An island on an Adirondack lake becomes both a haven and a hell for three women in Unger’s tense psychological thriller. Kate Burke’s annual visits to Heart Island, owned by her wealthy parents, never go smoothly, mainly because of the uneasy relationship she has with her imperious 75-year-old mother, Birdie. Kate expects the next visit will be even more upsetting because she’s written a novel based on journals kept by her aunt and grandmother that’s a thinly veiled story of a love affair that ended in tragedy on the remote island. Meanwhile, Birdie has visions of a dark intruder prowling Heart Island at all hours. Finally, Emily, a waitress drifting through life, feels powerless to resist as her boyfriend pulls her into schemes that will betray the people closest to her. Unger (Die for You) skillfully builds the fissures in each of these women’s lives as she illustrates the power of the heart and the corrosive nature of lies. Agent: Elaine Markson: Markson Thoma Literary Agency. (June)
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“Stellar. . . . Heartbroken should be on everyone’s summer to-read list.  For best results, read it alone on an island on a dark and stormy night.” USA Today (4 stars)
 
Heartbroken has all the makings of a high-wire thriller.  But it’s the twisted psyches of its main characters that really unsettle. . . . Unger expertly shows how quiet betrayals can rupture a life as deeply as an act of violence.” People (3 ½ stars)
 
“A can’t-put-down thriller interlaced with insightful family drama and echoes of Wuthering Heights.” —Family Circle
 
“Lisa Unger is one of the few women to first break into the genre of thrillers, then to dominate it.” Minneapolis Star Tribune
 
“Lisa Unger masterfully writes of the joys and frustrations of family life in her latest novel. . . . What makes [it] shine is the struggle of multidimensional characters with issues that all of us face but sometimes don’t want to acknowledge.” Associated Press
 
“Suspenseful. . . . An intense psychological thriller that explores a family with complex relationships, destructive secrets and uneasy legacies. . . . [Unger] keeps the tension high as she delves deep into each woman’s psyche, showing how the smallest decision can have far-reaching consequences.” South Florida Sun Sentinel
 
“[An] insidious psychological thriller. Set, quite appropriately, on a claustrophobic island.” Chicago Tribune
 
“A superb stylist. . . . [Unger] probes the psychological dimensions of her characters with tremendous empathy and acumen. . . . Readers will be haunted for a long time by this profound and heart-pounding thriller.” Florida Weekly

“[Lisa Unger is] a genuinely formidable voice in the world of dark thrillers, taking a back seat to no one.  When [she] hits the ground, she does so at a full out sprint and leaves the reader breathless trying to keep up.” Examiner
 
“Just in time to chill readers to the bone on some steamy summer night… Unger creates complex, believable family relationships, especially those between mothers and daughters, and uses those familiar scenes to anchor and contrast the creeping dread of her plot.” Tampa Bay Times

“This page-turner is multi-layered and intriguing, as master storyteller Lisa Unger weaves a compelling plotline.” Bookreporter.com

“Unger delivers compelling, fully drawn characters while at the same time putting the thrill in thriller. A first-class page-turner.” Booklist (starred review)
 
“[A] tense psychological thriller. . . . Unger skillfully builds the fissures of each of [her characters’] lives as she illustrates the power of the heart and the corrosive nature of lies.” Publishers Weekly (starred review)

“Will captivate fans of mystery and psychological suspense. This is one of Unger’s best novels yet.” Library Journal (starred review)
 
“A triumvirate of strong women pitted against a shared past and dangerous future. . . . Unger knows how to write a taut thriller.” Kirkus

New York Daily News Pick: “Summer’s Top New Thriller Novels.”  

Publishers Weekly Editors Pick: “The Best New Books for Week of June 25th, 2012″

Library Journal
Birdie Burke, a harsh, difficult woman, invites her relatives for a vacation at the family's property, Heart Island. This secluded spot in the Adirondacks is the backdrop for a tale of family intrigue and dark secrets, as the stories of three women unfold: Birdie, her daughter Kate, and the sad and confused Emily, who has been drawn into a maelstrom of crime and emotional torment through her relationship with her very troubled boyfriend. As Kate fights to cope with her mother's controlling personality, her own daughter, Chelsea, suffers from a painful lack of self-confidence and falls for a young man she knows only online. VERDICT In Unger's (Darkness, My Old Friend; Fragile) latest engrossing thriller, the author's in-depth portraits of three different women searching for answers to their own set of difficulties will captivate fans of mystery and psychological suspense. This is one of Unger's best novels yet.—Linda Oliver, MLIS, Colorado Springs
Kirkus Reviews
Unger's latest offers a triumvirate of strong women pitted against a shared past and dangerous future. Birdie Heart loves Heart Island more than anything else, and that includes her family. She's tied to the island in a way that is nearly visceral; so much so that she fought her siblings to the point of estrangement to gain ownership of it when her parents died. Now, she and her husband, Joe Burke, host an annual gathering of family on the small island that is barely touched by modern conveniences. Only this year, no one really wants to go other than her grandchildren, the son and daughter of Birdie's daughter, Kate. With her brother, Theo, bowing out, dutiful daughter Kate proceeds with plans to take the kids to the island, but last-minute complications end up with her leaving her son and husband behind and taking only daughter Chelsea and her friend, Lulu. Independent of their preparations, Emily, a waitress at the Blue Hen, waits tables and returns home to worthless boyfriend, Dean, a druggie and thief who struggles to control Emily and work as little as possible. After causing a rift between Emily and her mother, Martha, Dean and a very dangerous associate of his hatch plans to rob the Blue Hen and take Emily along for the ride. Emily, seemingly incapable of telling Dean "no," goes along with his plans and the two are caught up in a terrible sequence of events that lead them on a collision course with Birdie and the girls. Unger is a master at building characters that crackle with personality and purpose, and the women in this novel are no exception. Birdie, unhappy with everything in her life, is particularly well-drawn, but the character of Emily remains a puzzle. Unger undoubtedly meant for Emily to come across as sympathetic. Everyone who encounters her feels inexplicably sorry for her, but in the long run, she's an unlikable young woman who makes terrible life-altering choices. Unger knows how to write a taut thriller, but one improbable character keeps this book from being extraordinary.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780345806079
  • Publisher: Knopf Doubleday Publishing Group
  • Publication date: 6/25/2013
  • Series: Vintage Crime/Black Lizard Series
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Pages: 480
  • Sales rank: 261,440
  • Product dimensions: 4.42 (w) x 6.74 (h) x 1.34 (d)

Meet the Author

Lisa Unger

Lisa Unger is an award-winning New York Times and international bestselling author.  Her novels have sold over one million copies in the United States and have been translated into twenty-six different languages.

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chapter one The Blue Hen was bustling, and Emily had screwed up in at least three different ways since her shift began. She’d given one customer the wrong change. She’d given another the wrong order. And now, as some little kid ran out of the bathroom without looking, cutting her off as she moved down the narrow hallway from the kitchen to the dining area, she felt the tray of ice waters slipping from her hands. She’d stopped short to avoid a collision, but the glasses and the tray had not.

She watched the boy dart down the hallway, but everything else was in torturous slow motion. Four glass tumblers sailed though the air, water pluming, ice cubes suspended. The word “no” pulled and elongated in her mind. And then—­the shattering crash. She backed away from the shimmering, slicing mess and stared at it. Oh, God. Oh, no. Why did some days start out bad and just get worse?

Angelo from the kitchen rushed out to help. He had a mop in one hand and a bucket in the other like some kind of diner rescue worker. Then Carol, the owner of the Blue Hen, came around the corner. “What happened?” she asked.

“I dropped it,” said Emily. Obviously. She wasn’t going to bother getting into it about the kid. And how the bathroom door shouldn’t open outward into the hallway. Or how people needed to heed the sign that read: Please open the door and exit slowly. Carol looked at the mess and put a plump, beautifully manicured hand to her forehead. Emily couldn’t help but look at her rings—­a big diamond engagement ring and a ruby “family” ring, as Carol had called it. They glittered like stars.

“Let Angelo get it. The order for your four-­top is up. You fetch that, and I’ll get more ice water,” Carol said. Her tone was weary but not unkind. Carol was never that. “Try to pull yourself together, Emily. I don’t know what you have on your mind today. But it is definitely not your work.”

Emily nodded. “I’m sorry.”

Carol looked at Emily over the rim of her glasses. She had a nice face, round and pink-­cheeked, with pretty, darkly lashed blue eyes. Her body was short and soft—­a mother’s body. Carol was, in fact, a bit henlike, Emily thought, zaftig and proud, strutting about clucking. Emily wanted to put her head in Carol’s lap and cry her a river.

“So, what is it, hon?” said Carol. “You need to talk?”

“No,” said Emily. She tried for a smile. “I’m fine.”

Angelo was already on his knees, picking up big shards of glass with calloused hands.

“I’m sorry, Angelo,” said Emily.

He looked up at her with his dark puppy-­dog eyes, big, devoted, and a little lovesick. “Don’t worry about it,” he said.

Angelo had a crush on Emily; she knew that. He gave her a wide grin, as though he liked being down on his knees for her. She felt a hot blush spread across her cheeks, and then she was chasing after Carol, who was talking to her. Carol had a fast, soft, but no-­nonsense way of communicating. She didn’t care if you participated, only that you appeared to be listening.

“When you get orders wrong, especially for someone like Barney, who comes here every single day at the same time for the same meal, it makes people feel like we don’t know them, don’t care about them. And if you work at T.G.I. Friday’s or Chili’s, maybe that doesn’t matter so much. But here, at my restaurant, it matters—­because it’s precisely that kind of personal interaction that separates the chains from the independents. Also, when you give people the wrong change, it makes us seem either untrustworthy or incompetent. Do you understand that, Emily?” Emily knew this wasn’t an invitation to chime in. Carol went on.

“Now, dropping things? Well, it happens. But it usually happens when we’re not present. You’re all flustered from a morning of mistakes. So I want you to take a few minutes, after you bring the food to your four-­top, and go out back and take a break. I’ll cover your tables. Then come on back in like it’s a brand-­new day, okay?”

Emily found herself nodding vigorously, then running the four-­top order over to the family by the window. Pancakes for the girl, French toast for the boy, an egg-­white scramble with broccoli for the mom, and a chili-­cheese omelet with home fries and an extra side of bacon for the dad (boy, did he ever get a look from Mom over the menu when he ordered that). He looked like he could afford to take off a few, but not in an unhealthy, worrisome way. He was just a beefy guy who liked to eat. He probably had high cholesterol; that’s why his wife had that kind of angry-­worried look on her face when Emily placed the plate in front of him.

“Wow,” the mom said. “That looks good.” But what she meant was: Oh, honey, are you really going to eat that? At least that’s what Emily thought. She was good at that, reading faces, body language. She felt like, a lot of the time, she knew what people were thinking even when they were saying something else altogether. She’d always been that way.

After she ran a bottle of ketchup over to the table, she went out back like Carol had asked her to. She sat on the bench where everyone went for a smoke break, and looked up into the sky. The day was warm and humid, clouds high and white. A light breeze made the leaves of the tall oaks that towered above the parking-­lot fence dance and hiss. She took a deep breath, trying to shake it off, like Carol wanted.

Why do you want to go to that place and run around for that stu- pid cow?

That’s what Dean had said to her this morning. He hadn’t wanted her to go to work. He’d wanted her to stay with him. He didn’t like Carol. Dean didn’t seem to like anyone Emily liked. She wasn’t sure what that said about him.

“You’ll make more in a morning with me than you will in a week at the Fat Hen.”

“The Blue Hen.”

“Whatever,” he said. He’d lit a cigarette even though he knew the smell made her sick in the morning. “You don’t need to run around like that.”

He didn’t like the idea of her waitressing. His mother was a waitress, and Dean didn’t like Emily to do anything that reminded him of his mother.

“It’s low-­class work,” he said.

Emily didn’t think any honest work was “low-­class,” whatever that meant coming from Dean. Carol treated her with respect. The customers, maybe because the Blue Hen was not the cheapest restaurant in town, were mostly polite. They tipped well. And usually, Emily was not half bad at the whole waitress thing. She liked talking to people, being friendly, and chitchatting about this and that with the regulars. Carol always made sure Emily had a meal before or after her shift and told everyone to help themselves to coffee and hot chocolate. The Blue Hen was the nicest place Emily had ever worked.

Dean was mad at her when she left. That was why she’d shown up to work all shaky and upset. Well, one of the reasons, anyway. She didn’t like it when he was mad, but if she didn’t go to work and bring in a regular paycheck, they didn’t always make it week to week. Then she’d have to borrow from her mother—­which she couldn’t do right now. And that was a whole other set of problems.

It was true that Dean could make a lot of money. But he didn’t always, and somehow it seemed to be gone as quickly as it came in. Then, of course, there were the times when Dean disappeared for days. Once for a week. She hadn’t expected him to come back that time. She wasn’t as happy as she thought she’d be when he finally did come home.

“Feeling better?”

Angelo had come to stand beside her. She looked up at him, and he smiled shyly, turned his eyes toward the sky. He was always sweet to her, and she felt an odd desire to slip her hand into his. He smelled like the lemon soap he used to clean the dishes.

“Thanks for cleaning up my mess,” she said. She folded her hands in her lap.

“No problem.”

She sensed that he was about to say more but changed his mind. He’d asked her out a couple of times. She told him she was living with someone. He’d given up asking, but he still smiled at her a lot, hopeful. She’d expected him to get angry or mean when she turned him down, but he didn’t. He was just as kind to her as he always had been. For some reason, that made her think that he had a nice mom, someone who had taught him to respect women. She really liked that about Angelo.

“I think Carol’s going to need you back inside,” he said. “She has paperwork to do in the office.”

“Okay,” Emily said.

Carol kept the week’s cash receipts in a safe behind the desk in her office. She did all the paperwork during the day on Friday. On Friday night after closing, she took the money to the bank’s after-­hours deposit slot. Emily had heard Carol’s husband, Paul, complain about that. He thought they should take it every night on the way home, so there wasn’t as much cash lying around. Carol had agreed. But as far as Emily could see, she hadn’t started doing that.

Emily had noticed that Carol was a creature of habit, and everything had to be done the same way every day. She didn’t like change. From setup to close-­up, everything—­making the coffee, squeezing the orange juice, refilling the salt, pepper, and sugar dispensers, wiping down the counter and tables—­was part of an exact ritual.

Emily liked that about Carol. She was predictable, reliable. There was no mystery to what she wanted, how she would react. It was such a comfort, because Emily seldom had any idea what was going to set Dean off. Or her mother. Emily never knew whether to expect kindness or cruelty from either of them. At the Blue Hen, there was only one rule. Work hard and be nice, and everything would go just fine. That should be the rule for life, too, Emily thought. But, of course, that wasn’t how things went.

Once she was back inside the restaurant, it did feel like a new day. Emily let the rhythm of the place take her, and she was in the groove for the rest of her shift. No more mistakes. At the end of the day, Carol made her a meat-­loaf plate with mashed potatoes and gravy and a big helping of sautéed vegetables. Emily wouldn’t have said she was hungry, but she finished every last bite and felt like she could have eaten more. She saw Carol looking at her, and then the other woman came to sit across from her in the booth.

The Blue Hen was in the lull between breakfast and lunch, a few customers lingering over their meals—­a mom spoon-­feeding oatmeal to a little boy, an old man reading a paper, a couple holding hands at the two-­top by the window.

“How was it?” asked Carol. She tapped on Emily’s empty plate.

Emily would have lifted it and licked the gravy clean if she’d been alone.

“Horrible,” she said. “I’m sending it back.”

Carol smiled at her and patted her hand. “You didn’t have breakfast.”

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 1, 2012

    Such a good story!

    I loved this srory! There was such drama and intensity... the characters were wildly imaginative.

    8 out of 8 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted July 10, 2012

    Three women. Three lives. All come together on an island where

    Three women. Three lives. All come together on an island where things will never be the same. Everything comes back to the choices one makes and in this emotional and suspenseful tale those choices leads to a trek both past and present with repercussions that will be long lasting. The frenzy pace of this drama quickly became a page. There were some tense moments that had my heart pounding as the story moved towards an adrenaline-charged conclusion. With a well-developed plot, a dynamic cast of characters, from the matriarch Birdie to the mysterious man, and a mesmerizing setting, this was an excellent read and I look forward to the next book by this talented author.

    6 out of 7 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 12, 2012

    Unger's best!!!

    I have read all of lisa unger's books. This one is my favorite. Could not put it down!!! A definate keeper!

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 10, 2012

    Good read

    Could not put it down. The charters are engrossing...very entertaining novel. Looking forward to reading more of this author soon.

    3 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 28, 2012

    Jess

    I just got my heart broken *weeps*

    3 out of 18 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted July 14, 2012

    Great story

    Fast paced and interesting characters. I recommend this book for a gripping summer read.

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted October 16, 2013

    Good story.

    I mistook the name of this story for another one I was looking for, but it held my interest anyway. Good look into the various character's psychologies, and a nice mystery to solve.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted January 9, 2013

    Exciting Thriller!

    By far, one of my favorites by Lisa Unger. Especially enjoyed how the separate story lines converged at the most unlikely time. Great read:)

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 11, 2012

    Two and a half stars

    The outcome of this story was nothing in comparsion to what I had expected. The author spent a lot of time building the characters which robbed this book of an interesting climax. I was hoping for more mystery and suspense. There were some slow areas within the plot; however, it eventually took off when the climax begun, which was near the end of this book. Wouud not recommend this book to someone who is trying Ms. Unger's books for the first time. Try Blackout. It was far more interesting than this novel.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 19, 2014

    Avoid this novel

    It's rare I don't finish a novel but I couldn't make myself finish this one. It was very boring and the plot was senseless and not strong. The characters were very uninteresting.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 19, 2014

    Good book!

    This was an excellent mystery. I especially enjoyed the descriptions of the summer home and island and the family traditions surrounding it.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted December 16, 2014

    Sorry

    I dont like to put stars on the book. Just the idiots who claim to rate them while talking about thier stupid cats. How sad for readers and authors who care about ratings and reviews ? Idiots, use e-mail, face book, whatever else you useless people use, stop taking up my oxygen.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted November 24, 2014

    .......no idea if the title.........by Therearealwayshappytimes

    Gillean's pov.<p>
    There i was. Sitting right next to by bestfriend, Mitch, in the auditorium. I had my layered brown hair flowing over my eyes, as usual. The best part is this one kid is talking and talking while all of us are on our electronics, huh, well unless we arn't sleeping of course.<p>
    Our principal, Mr. Noriss was nodding listening to the kids every word.<p>
    I check my phone and try not to laugh. 'Yo, everyone who gets this go to the roof after school. And make sure to bring some friends.' The text read, it was from Daniel of course. The mt populated person at school. It could be from his black hair that always was over his eyes r swiped over then or mabe just that he was on the football team. Who knows. But eveyone knew that he through great parties at the roof.<p>
    Mitch rolls his head onto my shoulder and continues to snore softly, i roll my eyes and put in my wierless earbuds and tuck them behind my hair and listens to some Linkin park songs.<p>
    Finally we alk get up from what it feels like, 8 hours. Well it was, four kids spoke then the prisipal lead some people in a chant. I slowly shake Mitch, giving him a nuggy.<p>
    "No, Mr. Lee sir. I had my homework done. Don't bring out the frog venom again for class.........." he slurrs hugging me. U shove him off me and help him back up. "Lamest thing ever." I mutter and walk with him twords the parking lot.<p>
    "Hey Gile!!!!!" Oh snap, no no no. I can not be in my situation right now, i lean agianst Mitch causual as posible and preten not to hear the what some girls say, sweetist voice ever, of my exBoyfriend, George Mills. It's bad enuff he's brothers with Daniel, but dose he have to call me that. Only my closest friends call me that.<p>
    Mitch notices and takes my hand, "Just talk to him all ready." He wispers and squieses my hands for enuragement. I just shake my head, this was too soon. My cat just died, we broke up yesterday, i just can't do this.<p>
    I keep walking along dragging mitch twords the tunnels to the roof. The clicking of many peoples heels and the stomp of the males feet tell me that we are not the only ones who got the envite. I slip through the tunnel first and take a right with Mitch and George fallowing. The tunnel leads to a hall way of small rooms were we deorated them with our party stuff. Food, cds, anything. I go into my room and cola on the couch.<p>
    Gettig up i look at my closet, i swiftly pick out a black mini skirt, with red leggings and a grey tank along with a deniem jacket. Changeing an put on my black Jokers wild converse and walk with mitch to the party.<p> <p> <p> <p> ..............<p>N0M /}m /}m <p> <p>



    Plz comment and leave charators d aplications in comments. I acept hate.........Therearealwayshappytimes.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted June 6, 2014

    I am a Lisa Unger fan, so of course I loved the book. Perfect e

    I am a Lisa Unger fan, so of course I loved the book. Perfect escape for me. I do think you can enjoy her books more if you read them in order. I couldn't find anything written that it is a sequel but the stories overlap, character show up again in other books.

    I read books fast, once Im on the the next I get titles mixed up with the stories and lose some of the details and names. I wish I would have realized in advance to jot down names and connection between people and some of the details of the Hollows. Because several stories take place there. my best guess on order is Fragile, Darkness my old friend and heatbroken.

    I think the only one I have left is sliver of truth. It looks like that may go with a set that I read a long time ago and may not remember much from.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 3, 2014

    Bloodmoon

    Amberheart, come back to camp and tell us whats wrong. We arent trying to ignore you. Just come back and talk.

    0 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 3, 2014

    Amberheart

    She pads in safly....her eyes glazed with grief. She lays down alone and sighs sadly

    0 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 21, 2013

    Anonymous

    Enjoy Lisa Unger's books and this did not dissapoint. A little wordy, her earlier books didn't seem so as much.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 31, 2013

    Alex to older drake

    Im soo sry it is just u difnt talk to me for a day and i thought u were cheaten on me im very sry like really.......bye;(

    0 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 31, 2013

    Graicee

    Sure. Ill be with my younger sisters. So yeah.

    0 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 6, 2013

    Leiana

    Leiana waits.

    0 out of 5 people found this review helpful.

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