Stygian
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4.5 • 47 Ratings
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- $11.99
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- $11.99
Publisher Description
#1 New York Times bestselling author Sherrilyn Kenyon brings us back to the astonishing world of the Dark-Hunters in Stygian, with a hero misunderstood by many . . . but most of all by himself.
Born before man recorded time, I lived for thousands of years believing myself to be something I'm not.
Someone I'm not.
Lied to and betrayed by gods, Daimons and Dark-Hunters, I've struggled to find my way in a world where I've been cursed since the moment I was prematurely ripped from my mother and planted into the womb of an innocent woman who thought me her son.
Trained as a slayer and predator, I learned to fit in and stay low. To become a tool for evil. Until I was sent to kill the one woman I couldn't. My hesitation cost her her life.
Or so I thought. In an act of betrayal that makes all the others pale in comparison, I've learned that this world is an illusion and that my Phoebe still lives.
Now I will have to travel into the very pits of Hades to try and save her, even as everyone around me attempts to steal what little soul I have left. There's only one person at my back and I'm not sure I can trust her either, for she was born of an enemy race. Yet sometimes the road to redemption is one that singes us to our very core. And if I fail to find the answers I need to save Phoebe, more than just my wife will die.
We will lose the world. Both human and Daimon.
Customer Reviews
Amazing
As always kenyon delivers an amazing reading experience. A fast paced and action packed story that it keeps you on the edge of your seat wanting to know more!
Why the rehashing of previous story lines?
I have a feeling that this book is a reminder of some of the more pertinent character arcs and that it is setting things up for the next sequence of stories. I hope that the books to follow will explain at least some of the questions which left us hanging. We can only hope...
Just some author that I used to follow
Now and then I think of when you were a bestseller
When you put out a new book I was so happy I could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But then your books lost their consistency
Once they were good and it's an ache I still remember
You can get addicted to a certain kind of genre
Like happy endings to the end, always the end
So when your books started to not make sense
It’s just a rough patch I claimed in your defence
But I admit that I’m now glad for me it’s over
But you didn't have to cut us off
28 books in and we are no closer to answers
And I don't need the next book, love
I thought this was the game changer but it’s really rough
No, you didn't have to stoop so low
Backflip on characters and oh my god, that copy pasta?!?
I guess that I don't need that though
Now you're just some author whose new stories blow