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836 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 2013
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I don’t know what horrors haunt you, but I know that you haven’t allowed them to destroy the most beautiful part of yourself. You have the heart of a lion. Fearless. Tell me what is manlier than that?
She came around a tent and froze as she caught sight of the infamous Didymosian prince, Styxx. While she’d heard his name countless times, she’d never seen him before.
Arrogant snot. That was her first thought as she saw him swathed in his expensive black armor with a bright red chlamys, and rigidly perched on the back of an exceptional black stallion. His regal pride bled from every pore of his body. Still, he cut a gorgeous picture as the light breeze ruffled his unruly blond curls that gave him an unorthodox, boyish appearance. Dark brown brows slashed above intelligent eyes so blue they matched the Aegean Sea for clarity and vibrance. His stern expression made his cheekbones sharp and well sculpted. Too young for a full beard, he held the lightest bit of dark brown dusting around his chin and upper lip.
He was truly a thing of great beauty.
“Tory, if I’ve done what I think I have, I don’t know how I’ll live with it.”
“Why can’t I just hate you?”
“As long as I make you smile, I will always be a fool for the woman I love.”
“You love me?”
“Like the full moon loves the night. I might always be around, but I only shine in your presence.
And no matter where you go, I will follow you, even if I’m a million miles away.” He’d held her hand to his chest for her to feel his heart beating. “And this part of me will never belong to anyone else. I don’t give gifts lightly and I never take them back.”
The tenderness in those blue eyes for her. The love and pain. It seared her. He buried himself deep inside her body. “Never once in my life did I feel sunshine on my skin until the day you touched me,” he breathed in her ear. “And without my Bethany, I dwell in total darkness.”
Her throat tightened. “I’ve missed my poet so.” No one had ever talked to her the way he did. He could be so bashful and clumsy and at the same time so eloquent and graceful. It was what she loved most about him. He was always unexpected.
In that moment, her body erupted with pleasure. Arching her back, she cried out as he thrust harder and deeper, giving her more pleasure until he finally joined her there. His breathing ragged, he shook in her arms. “I love you with all my heart, Beth”
“The most beautiful heart of all is the one that can still love even while it bleeds, and especially after its been broken into thousands of pieces.”
Dear Miss Sherrilyn Kenyon,
You are a master of sadism, tortured heroes, heroines,tragedies, and everything else. Thank you for making my life miserable by reading this book. Not only have you made my life miserable, but you have also made the lives of Styxx, Acheron (and Seth's, but he is another story) completely and utterly unbearable. They suffered so much that i just had to rip them out from the book and hug them until they got bored of me.
Why? Why can't they have a little break from their pasts and even though they all had end it was just completely heartbreaking. You have stomped on my heart, crushed it to pieces and put it back inside again. I will forever love Acheron and Styxx thanx to you, and i shall not blame them for their idiotism and hate and suffering towards each other. I shall forever love those two idiots - and never will hate them.
Love,
~ Kristalia
Brothers forever and always.
Even through mutual idiocy.
► CHARACTERS:
“You love me?”
“Like the full moon loves the night. I might always be around, but I only shine in your presence. And no matter where you go, I will follow you, even if I’m a million miles away.”
Styxx pulled her against him and held her close as self-loathing and hatred shredded his soul. “I’m sorry, Beth. You deserve a man, not—”
“You are a man,” she said, interrupting him. “More so than any I’ve known. It’s not manly to hurt others or belittle them. Respect and kindness require more courage because people take advantage of those. I don’t know what horrors haunt you, but I know that you haven’t allowed them to destroy the most beautiful part of yourself. You have the heart of a lion. Fearless. Tell me what is manlier than that?”
“What are we?” Styxx breathed.
Acheron’s eyes were still red. “Damned.” Then he started laughing hysterically.
“Again, French Revolution here. Les Mis, I get. This…” She wagged the spatula. “My extent of Greek history is Troy with Brad Pitt and,” she looked over at Alexion, “Mr. Luscious in his armor.”
► OVERALL:
“Be kind to everyone you meet, for we are all fighting a fierce battle.”
-Plato
“...Life, like war, is neither right nor wrong. It just is. And rather than worry over a philosophy you can’t change, you should just try to live through it as best you can.”
Time can heal a broken heart, but can anything save a shattered soul?
His brother wasn’t the only one damned. It was both of them. Two lives tied together in complete and utter misery.
“Acheron thinks that just because he has it bad, I have it good.”
Will you keep it for me, Styxx? I would weep if it were lost.
Pulling it toward him, he cradled it to his chest. “I won’t let it be harmed, Acheron. It will be here for your return. I promise.”
No matter where they lived or how far apart, they were still brothers.
Forever and always.
Hatred was a lot easier to deal with than guilt or remorse. And memories that couldn’t be changed. Styxx knew that better than anyone.
It’s amazing the damage we do to ourselves and others when all we’re trying to do is protect ourselves from being hurt.
The truth is not always obvious, and it's never easy
People make their own reality...A hundred people can witness the same exact event, and give two hundred and three different accountings of it.
“Everything is filtered through our emotions that change over time,...listen to both sides of every matter and try to find the truth that lies somewhere between the opposing accounts.”
The most beautiful heart of all is the one that can still love even while it bleeds, and especially after its been broken into thousands of pieces.
“I will count the heartbeats until I see you again.”
“And I will make your count as brief as possible. I promise.”
...
“And I will be counting down every beat of my heart until we’re together.”
ΔIΚΟΣ ΣΑΣ.
Faithfully yours.
“Never once in my life did I feel sunshine on my skin until the day you touched me,” he breathed in her ear. “And without my Bethany, I dwell in total darkness.”
Styxx held his hand out to his brother. Acheron took it and allowed him to pull him to his feet.
They stared at each other, fully united for the first time since the day Estes had taken Acheron to Atlantis. Brothers forever and always.
Acheron hugged him close
"Will you keep it for me, Styxx? I would weep if it were lost.Pulling it toward him, he cradled it to his chest. “I won’t let it be harmed, Acheron. It will be here for your return. I promise.”No matter where they lived or how far apart, they were still brothers.Forever and always."
“You know, a long time ago, my mentor taught me that there’s only one reason to go to war. To protect the ones you love. But life has taught me that sometimes protecting isn’t about leaving them. It’s about being here when they need you. It doesn’t take courage to die, Acheron. It takes courage to live and to fight.”