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614 pages, Hardcover
First published May 1, 2012
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We can never escape the pain of our pasts, or the flashbacks that assault us when we dare to let our thoughts drift unattended, but we can choose to not let it ruin the future we, alone, can build for ourselves.
"The Broken Ones by Dia Frampton"
“We are all the masters of our own decisions. Right or wrong, Stupid or intelligent. Only we are to blame for our missteps and mistakes.”
“You are my heaven… And you will always be my eternal hell.”
“Through thick and thin, we’re brothers to the bitter end. And if
you’re going to hell, buddy, I’m driving the bus.”
“Monsters can’t be hurt by people... You can only be hurt when you have a heart and monsters don’t have hearts. That’s why they steal them from others.”
“Scars are there to remind us of the price we pay when we learn a vital lesson. Never hide them. Revel in the fact that you’ve grown as a person. Embrace the new found knowledge you learned about yourself.”




Kere is the second most infamous member of the Sentella. He’s an explosive engineer who can scare even the toughest assassins of the League and it doesn’t hurt that he has a bounty on his head worth more than imaginable. But no one has ever seen Kere’s face, except for his other leading Sentella members, so no one knows who Kere is. Zarya Starska is a daughter of a traitor and hardly has any family left. As the leader of the Caronese Resistance she tries to overthrow the feared Arturo. The only person she trusts is Kere, a man whose face she’s never seen, but she has fallen deeply in love with. But Kere is actually Darling Cruel, heir to the Caronese empire and constant victim of his uncle, Arturo’s, hatred as well as anyone else who sees Darling as a punching bag or a cheap joke. In order to protect his mother from execution Darling has built his life on a lie that only one person knows the real truth about. But after being betrayed on the deepest level, Darling’s out for revenge and he wants blood and lots of it. Anyone that has hurt him in the past, present, or future as hell to pay including Zarya. Now Zarya has to figure out a way to save a man whose heart she destroyed and bring him back from the black rage that has consumed his entire being making a killing machine. Sherrilyn Kenyon’s League series is back and it hit hard with a vengeance. The last two books in the League series were great, but they had been missing something, but this book. OMG!!!!!! This book was absolutely amazing! It had everything: action, sex, blood, murder, love, betrayal, and everything amazing that you would expect in a Kenyon novel. Words don’t even describe how many emotions I felt reading this book. It was a roller coaster ride of awesomeness. Ms. Kenyon pulled a fast one on us the last books of the series having us think Darling was gay. We have been misguided and for that Kenyon you are a great writer and story teller. (But I already knew that.)
The main female character is Zarya. I had really liked Zarya the first part of the book, but then I wanted to bitch-slap her for what happened with Darling and her constant ignorance and slight stupidity. But she regained my favor and I forgave her. She’s a well-thought character that makes you feel emotions toward that isn’t just hatred or one particular feeling which IMO makes her a great heroine.Here's a reenactment of my feelings:
The main male character is Darling. Darling was an even more thought-out character than Zarya. He was absolutely amazing. Darling made me feel what he felt and I felt so bad for him and all the injustices he went through. I’m sorry to say this ladies, but Darling was a more tortured hero than Syn. I mean think of the horrendous stuff he went through during the book and what happened to him in the past. Darling had been handed all the bad cards, but he finally got a good one and I’m so happy he did.
The Villain- I love the League novels, because they usually have multiple villains and it makes more problems and a better story and I wasn’t disappointed when it came to villains.
I was blown away with this book. 

I’m so excited for Hauk’s book. I can’t wait for more of the League and their swoon worthy guys. :) I highly recommend giving this series a shot and if you weren’t impressed with the previous novels give it a shot anyway, because it is an amazing read.
Then what am I thinking now?” His tone held a fierce challenge it.
But there was no need in that. “I don’t know anymore. You never showed me this side of you.”
“And what side is that?”
“The aristo who treats everyone around him like they’re beneath him.”
He laughed bitterly. “Then we’re even.”
“How so?”
“You never showed me the ruthless bitch side of you.”
Now that set her temper on fire. How dare he! “That’s not fair.”
“Not fair?” He snarled those two words. “Not fair is watching my baby sister get shot in the back by a weapon I made for you.” He stormed across the room to tower over where she sat on his sofa. “Not fair is hearing a man I fought beside, tell other people I’d put my ass on the line for, that ‘the bitch’ is dead. That bitch is the same age as your sister, and I feel the same way about her that you do for Sorche. So don’t you dare talk to me about fairness.”
Her throat tightened at every angry word he spat at her. She heard and she understood. If that had been done to Sorche, she’d be out for blood, too.
Licking her lips, she kept coming back to the one thing she couldn’t deny no matter how hard she tried. “Gods spare me the agony, but I still love you.”
He raked her with a repugnant glare. “And I hate you in a way I’ve never hated anyone. Not even my uncle.”
The acrimony in his tone tore into her like knives and shredded her heart. “Why would you say something so mean?”
“Because it’s true. I always knew where I stood with him. He hated me from the moment I was born. But you…” His scarred voice carried the full weight of his disgust. “You made me believe a lie. And then you kicked me in my teeth and rammed it down my throat. When I needed you most, when I was being brutalized by the people I stupidly thought were my friends, I heard you laughing on the other side of the door every day with the same people who were torturing me. Every moment of that horror, I kept hoping and praying you would come in and help me. And every day you disappointed me until the only thing I could think about was ripping your callous heart out of your chest and eating it whole.”
Zarya wept at what he described.
But what hurt the most was what he hadn’t thrown in her face…
When she’d finally gone into that room, she’d slapped him. “I’m so sorry.”
“Don’t you dare cry.”
“Fuck you, you sanctimonious bastard! At least I didn’t throw you away… twice!” She got up to leave again.