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Nothing Breaks Like A Heart

Nothing Breaks Like A Heart

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"Barbara Freethy's suspense novels are explosively good!." NYT Bestselling Author Toni Anderson

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The strongest lies aren’t the ones we tell others—they’re the ones we tell ourselves.

I thought I'd found my fairy tale ending when Andrew Chadwick saved my life during a hotel fire and gave me a whirlwind love story I didn’t think existed. But trusting him made me vulnerable, and believing in the impossible made me an easy target.

Six months later, we're celebrating our dream wedding at an exclusive island resort, where every luxury imaginable is at our fingertips. It should be perfect. It should be paradise. But it's not.

Trust is a fragile thing, and as cracks begin to form in our perfect life, I realize I might not know my new husband at all. The man I trusted with my heart is keeping dangerous secrets—and the closer I get to unraveling them, the more I realize it's not just my heart at risk…it's my life.

From #1 New York Times Bestselling Author Barbara Freethy comes a pulse-pounding psychological thriller about deception, dark secrets, and the danger of trusting the wrong person. NOTHING BREAKS LIKE A HEART is perfect for readers who love domestic suspense and twisted mysteries!

What the readers are saying…

"Barbara Freethy’s suspense novels are explosively good!" New York Times Bestselling Author Toni Anderson

"WOW! Another wonderful page turner, suspense filled mystery with more twists and turns than a roller coaster." Cheryl – Goodreads on ALL THE PRETTY PEOPLE

"All the Pretty People is a five stars emotional thriller. Barbara Freethy knows how to snag reader’s attention immediately and never let it disengage until the last period. So many secrets and lies will be revealed in a tight plot that will keep one guessing." Jane – Goodreads on ALL THE PRETTY PEOPLE

"Barbara Freethy is a master of mystery and suspense, and this book is further proof of that! What a page turner! There are twists and turns from page one, more questions than answers, and several mysteries intertwined. I loved it!" Kristen – Goodreads on LAST ONE TO KNOW

PROLOGUE

Rain and wind rattled the office windows next to my cubicle, drawing my attention from the computer screen before me. Southern California usually had mild Decembers, but the storm had blown in off the Pacific Ocean about an hour ago and made me think I probably should have gone home at five with the rest of my coworkers, but I'd decided to keep working on our new marketing campaign.

Turning back to my screen, I smiled at the completely opposite experience I was trying to sell—a beautiful summer wedding with a couple holding hands under a sunlit archway, all golden light and smiles. The woman was a pretty brunette with a blinding smile any dentist would be proud of. The man was tall and fit, with blond hair and loving brown eyes that were gazing with adoration at the woman he’d just married, the woman who would share the honeymoon suite with him at the Carrington Coastal Retreat, our new resort hotel on the island of Catalina, that would launch this coming May, in time for the spring wedding season. 

I leaned back in my desk chair, staring at the glossy, impossible image of wondrous, joyful love and the headline Your Dream Honeymoon Awaits. The ad screamed effortless happiness: pristine beaches, champagne toasts, bikini beach days, and sensuous nights in fluffy beds with the ocean waves singing you to sleep. 

The couple looked perfect, exactly how I'd wanted them to look when I’d conceived the marketing campaign, but I still hated them a little. Not because the ad was bad. If anything, it was too good, because I knew that couple didn’t exist. They were a fairy tale, the kind of happily ever after I'd wanted to believe in but had never experienced. My relationships had all turned out to be a bust. And the last three years, I hadn't even had time to look for love while I'd been caregiving for my mother, who had passed away last Christmas, which was one reason why I was working at ten o'clock on a Friday night instead of doing anything else. I couldn't seem to shake the sadness inside of me, especially at the holidays. I felt numb and broken. 

I wished I could be that woman in the ad: carefree, in love, looking toward the future… Maybe one day…

Sighing, I saved the file and clicked off the image. The cursor blinked at me, waiting for my next command or for me to finally admit I couldn’t stall a second longer. The windows rattled again, and for a second, the lights flickered, sending a shiver down my spine. Thankfully, they came back on, but I probably shouldn't push my luck. 

As I gathered my things, I heard more odd noises, and I wondered why I hadn't seen the security guard come through tonight. Usually, he made his rounds around nine, but I hadn't seen a soul in hours. Maybe security was busy downstairs. I was working on the top floor of the Carrington Newport Beach Hotel, which was also the headquarters for the Carrington Hospitality Group. The top two floors were office space while the first eight floors housed luxury rooms and suites, as well as conference space and banquet rooms. 

The hotel was full this weekend, with one of the last business conferences taking place in the hotel before the holidays. I'd been in the elevator with many badged individuals over the past three days, and tonight when I'd gone down to grab a takeout salad from the hotel snack shop, I'd passed several men and women dressed in suits and cocktail dresses, heading toward their closing night cocktail party. 

Seeing them had only made me feel more depressed. In addition to missing my mom, my two best female friends were in long-term relationships and while they often tried to include me, it was awkward to always be the fifth wheel, which was another reason I worked long hours, especially on Friday nights, when the looming weekend was almost too much to bear. 

I'd just finished organizing my desk when the heat suddenly clicked off, leaving the office even more unnervingly quiet. Then I heard a loud thud and almost jumped out of my skin. No one else was on this floor. The crash must have come from somewhere else, but it still made me uneasy. I told myself to calm down. I was perfectly safe in one of the most secure buildings in the area. Located near the waterfront, the hotel was five-star luxury, and no one got upstairs without a keycard, especially not to the corporate offices.  

Everything was fine. I needed to get my over-imaginative and weary self out of here. I shut down my computer, then headed out of my cubicle and down the hallway. I pushed the button for the elevator, and it dinged softly, immediately opening. When I stepped into the elevator, my eyes started to water, and I smelled smoke. Before I could jump out again, the elevator doors closed. I hit the button for the lobby, feeling my heart beginning to race. 

Was there a fire somewhere?

The elevator started down, then stopped so abruptly I stumbled forward, hitting my hands against the silver doors. The overhead lights flickered as piercing alarms rang through the air. 

There wasn’t just smoke; there was a fire!

And I’d done the one thing you were never supposed to do—get in an elevator. If only the alarms had gone off thirty seconds earlier. 

Panic shot through me as I jabbed the buttons, trying to get the elevator moving. Nothing happened. Taking several deep breaths, I tried to slow down my racing pulse and think. I didn’t know why the elevator had stopped. Maybe it was some kind of backup security system for when the fire alarms went off, designed to keep me safe. But as the smoke grew stronger, my anxiety skyrocketed. 

I hit the emergency button several times. Then the elevator suddenly jerked and started down again, stopping abruptly twenty seconds later. It looked like I'd made it to the ninth floor, one floor down from where I’d started. But the doors remained closed. 

My options were limited, so I pushed the button for the doors to open—once, twice, then a third time, my desperation growing. Finally, they opened, but when they got halfway, they stopped. The ground was still two feet below me. Squeezing through the doors, I jumped, feeling immediately better to be off the elevator. But as the smoke thickened, clogging my lungs and burning my nose and throat, I wondered if I’d made the wrong decision. 

The fire alarms were still piercing the air, but there was no one around. Maybe there was action on the lower floors. Management would be more concerned with getting the guests to safety, especially since they’d believe the office suites would be empty at this time of night. 

I had to get to the stairwell. I knew it was nearby, but the smoke was making me lose my bearings. I had to concentrate. The stairs were only a short distance from the elevator. I started in what I hoped was the right direction, when a door next to me suddenly blew open, knocking me off my feet. My head hit the nearby wall and stars exploded behind my eyes as a loud ringing sound sent pain through my ears. 

Dazed, I tried to make sense of what was happening. There were flames now blazing out of the room where the door had blown off. The heat was intense and the smoke so thick, I wasn't sure how far away from the stairs I was anymore. The situation was deteriorating rapidly, and that realization shocked me into awareness. 

What if that was just the first of more explosions? I had to get out of here. But there was not only pain in my head but also in my leg, and I could see blood on my ankle. When I tried to stand up, the pain was so bad I fell back to my knees. I yelled for help, but I doubted anyone could hear me. Still, I screamed until my cries turned into gasping coughs.

And then a moment later, I saw him coming through the smoke—a man in a suit. He was tall and handsome, with blond hair and blue eyes. I had no idea who he was, but I was thrilled to see him. 

"Help," I yelled again, my voice raspy with smoke. "Over here."

He paused as if he’d just heard me, his head swinging left then right, his gaze finally meeting mine. 

“Are you hurt?” He came toward me, his voice cutting through the chaos in the scene, the ringing in my ears.

"Hit my head," I said, coughing through the words. "My ankle hurts, too."

"What's your name?"

"Lauren Gray."

"Okay, Lauren, we have to move."

Before he could pull me to my feet, another explosion sent huge chunks of ceiling down on top of us. He grabbed pieces of plaster and wood and threw them to the side, then tried to get me up, but I couldn't put any weight on my foot.

"I can't," I said, crying with pain and fear. "I can't walk. Go. Get help."

His jaw tightened, and his eyes grew darker with determination. "There's no time for that."

"I can't walk." 

"Then I better carry you."

"You can't carry me down eight flights of stairs."

He smiled. "Challenge accepted."

"What? Are you crazy?"

"Maybe so. But I feel like being a hero tonight." 

He grabbed under my arms and pulled me up until I was standing on one foot. Then he lifted me up and over his shoulder as if I was as light as a feather, and I was definitely not that light.

As he moved toward the stairs, I hung on for dear life, terrified he would drop me, that we would both fall, or another explosion would block our way. Hanging almost upside down made my head hurt even more, and I got so dizzy I couldn't help but close my eyes, praying that this man would somehow be able to save both our lives.  

Finally, a rush of cold air washed over me, followed by my rescuer yelling for help. 

A pair of firefighters grabbed me and carried me to a waiting ambulance. As they laid me on a gurney, I looked around for the man who had saved me. I wanted to thank him for not leaving me, like so many people had in the past. But he was gone, and I didn't even know his name.

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KPC
twists and turns, then more twists and turns

The twists, the turns, the woah!! This book will keep you on the edge of your seat and double and triple guessing yourself when you think you have it all figured out. Oh, but nope, you don't, here comes another twist! Such a great book and one that you expect when reading Barbara Freethy! Loved it!

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Carol Medley
Unputable down book!!!

Very interesting. Keeps you guessing till the end. Wanted to read in one sitting.

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J. Cummings
Another Amazing Book by Barbara Freethy

Barbara Freethy’s new book is a MUST READ!! Once you start reading this book it’s almost impossible to put it down. Romance and mystery on almost every page! There are so many twists and turns. You won’t be able to guess the ending. All of her books are incredible but this one has become my favorite. I want to tell you what happens, but that would be unfair! You need to read every word. I promise you’ll love this book!!

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Corne Booysen

Nothing Breaks Like A Heart

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kathy drapac
Fantastic Read!!

Reviewed in the United States on February 20, 2025
Nothing Breaks Like A Heart is the latest book I have read by Barbara Freethy. I love to read mystery books and a mystery book with romance included is a must read for me. I found this latest book a very tough one to put down. The main characters Lauren and Andrew pulled me fast into the story and keep me turning pages. My heart went out to Lauren and how alone and sad she was when the story started and then when Andrew rescued Lauren from danger I was so happy for her. There was happiness in her life again but then danger and uncertainty came crashing into their lives. There were twists and turns in the story as usual. I highly recommend you pick up this book and find out just what does happen to the happy couple. Did someone’s heart get broken or was there a happy ending for all? I hope you will love the story as much as I did. Happy Reading