Keeper of the demon of Secrets, Amun can manipulate the darkest thoughts of anyone nearby. But when the immortal warrior is chained and isolated to protect those he loves, death is his only hope of release—until he meets Haidee, a fellow prisoner whose beauty and hidden vulnerability draw him into a reckless test of his loyalty.
Haidee is a demon-assassin, raised to despise Amun’s kind. Yet how can she hate the man whose touch sets her aflame? But to save him, she must give herself body and soul…and face the wrath of a powerful adversary sworn to destroy her…
He gave her what no one else had ever been able to give.
A past to cherish.
A present to enjoy.
A future to anticipate.
(May contain small spoilers!!!)
The Darkest Secret is the seventh installment of the Lords of the Underworld series, the story of Amun, Keeper of Secrets, and Haidee, a Hunter.
In The Darkest Lie he helped Aeron to save Legion from Hell, but during the journey, his demon, the high lord Secrets, absorbed hundreds of his minion demons, into Amun’s body. Now Amun is not himself. His condition is infectious: whoever comes near him feels dark, evil urges.
In his lucid moments, Amun knows who is he and what happened to him, and he wants to kill himself. So his friends keep him chained, to ensure he doesn’t hurt others and himself.
Thousands of years ago, Haidee was the Bait who seduced Baden, Keeper of Distrust that ultimately led his death. Back then, the Lords, specifically Strider, murdered Haidee, and never thought they would see her again. But Haidee has the ability of being reanimated. She had suffered death several times and the pain of reanimation during the centuries.
In The Darkest Lie Strider captures Haidee in Rome, and takes her back to Budapest. They arrive to the fortress to see that an army of angels guards Amun, but even they don’t know how to cure him.
For some inexplicable reasons, Haidee’s presence frightens the minions, and Amun calms down. Of course, when Strider finds Haidee in Amun’s room, actually in Amun’s arms, he is more than pissed.
Strider expected to find Amun headless. Or, at the very least, Haidee under the dark influence of Amun’s new demons. The rage he’d felt at the prospect… the despair. And yet, neither had compared to the jealousy he’d experienced when he’d discovered the truth.
“And?” Torin prompted, exasperated.
“And he was awake, lucid. Surprisingly, the black phantoms were gone and stayed gone.” He didn’t mention that Amun had been on top of Ex, with his hand down her pants, his face aflame with pleasure.
Zacharel, the leader of the angel army tells Amun there is only one way to get rid of the minions: he has to take back them to Hell. And since he is lucid only with Haidee at his side, she has to accompany him.
With that, their journey begins, not only through the horrifying realms of Hell, but getting to know each other as well.
Amun is strong, reliable, and deeply caring, with amazing self-discipline and strength. He is a fierce warrior, and a devoted friend.
The images in her head returned, shifted and claimed her full attention.
This time she saw a shirtless, cut-up and bleeding Amun playing basketball with his friends. He was grinning, laughing silently and slapping each of his buddies on their backs between cheap shots. The boys shouted good-natured insults at him. Insults he could only return with the lifting of a single finger. No one stuck to any rules, so there was lots of tripping, elbowing and even punching, and Amun loved it. No one could beat him because he knew every move everyone planned to make before they actually made it. Only, any time Strider went for the ball, Amun let him have it, even slowing his steps and pretending to stumble.
Haidee is extraordinary. With each reanimation she forgets her every good memory, and only the bad ones remain. And an odd hatred. Despite these things, she tries to conserve the good things: she makes tattoos, sends herself notes and pictures about her nice experiences. How fundamentally good a person she is that despite hosting a small part of the demon of Hate inside her, she can overcome the hatred, and is capable of having positive emotions and desires.
“She was killed again and again and again, and even though every good and decent memory she had was always wiped from her, even though she knew only sadness and pain, she found a way to love me, to save me… to die for me.”
Her love was stronger than the darkness inside her.
I was overwhelmed by the grandiosity of forgiveness and unconditional love in this novel.
Forgiveness and trust after everything that had happened to them, after so much pain, loathing, and enmity. People change. Particularly when they have thousands of years to live.
They discover the connection between them is somehow inherent, therefore it is impossible to ignore or resist.
The chemistry is palpable between Amun and Haidee. It is heated, passionate, all-consuming, plus it is spiced with telepathic communication.
The Hell-tour was totally unnecessary, as Zacharel says at the end, which pissed me off at first, but I realized it was necessary anyway to create an exciting, horrific, fantasy-filled setting to Haidee and Amun’s story.
I was impressed to tears when Amun spoke up for Haidee, with actual words, not with sign language.
The ending and the comeback of Haidee are a little bit rough-and-ready: Haidee quickly sums up what happened to her, the reader doesn’t witness it. I really dislike narratives that tell instead of show. Despite that, The Darkest Secret is an amazing installment of the LOTU series.
Oh, the secondary storylines…
I enjoyed Paris, Strider and William’s vacation. They provide many laugh-out-loud moments.
William jerked a thumb toward the backseat. “What about sleeping beauty?”
“He’s not gonna kill himself while we’re gone.”
“Do you have any self-preservation instincts?” Ice-blue eyes glittered with sardonic humor. “I meant, what if he wakes up, steals our car and abandons us?”
“Easy. We steal a truck and play chase. I’ve always wanted to drive a big rig.”
“I like where your head’s at, Stridey-Man. Maybe we’ll do that anyway.”
A ray of hope is flashed to Paris to find Sienna, and Strider and Kaia’s story is also intriguingly prepared.
“I. Will. Destroy. You.” And yep, black now bled into the white of her eyes. Her nails had already lengthened and sharpened into claws, and those claws were embedded in the plastic console between the driver and passenger seat. Hello, raging beast.
Mental note: never eat peaches in front of Kaia.
Win? Defeat said on a trembling breath, the question having nothing to do with uncertainty this time, and everything to do with being cowed.
Yeah. Good luck with that, buddy. She’ll eat you for lunch and spit out your scales.
“I cannot kill him,” she muttered to herself. “I cannot kill him. I promised Bianka I’d stop at ten bodies a day, and I’ve already surpassed my quota for the fifth day in a row. I cannot kill him.”
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Daily Quotes by Exina, from quote 665 to 677.