The Darkest Secret (Lords of the Underworld Series #7)

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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 ...

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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.

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Showalter's seventh Lords of the Underworld novel (after 2010's The Darkest Lie) focuses on Amun, one of the dozen immortal warriors who absorbed evil demons from Pandora's box. The demon of Defeat captures Haidee, a part-demon Hunter whose relatives were slain by the Lords in ancient Greece, and takes her to the warriors' fortress, where Amun is recovering from a journey to hell. Everyone is surprised when Haidee and her icy touch soothe the tormenting demons that burn within Amun. Their roles as Lord and Hunter create obstacles to their growing attraction, as does Haidee's plan to find closure with her boyfriend before committing herself to a relationship with Amun, and another quest in hell tests their skills and commitment. A complicated backstory, dozens of recurring characters, throwaway references to rape, and graphic sex and violence may limit the book's appeal to new readers.
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Product Details

  • ISBN-13: 9780373775491
  • Publisher: Harlequin
  • Publication date: 3/29/2011
  • Series: Lords of the Underworld Series , #7
  • Format: Mass Market Paperback
  • Pages: 416
  • Sales rank: 102,510
  • Product dimensions: 4.04 (w) x 6.60 (h) x 1.10 (d)

Meet the Author

Gena Showalter
Gena Showalter is the New York Times and USA TODAY bestselling author of more than thirty novels in a thrilling blend of genres: breathtaking paranormal and contemporary romances, supernatural humor, and cutting-edge young adult novels. Visit her at


Gena Showalter is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of Paranormal Romance, Contemporary Romance, and Young Adult novels from a multitude of publishers. She has appeared in Cosmo and Seventeen magazines, on MTV, and has also been featured on many regional and national news programs.

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Gena credits much of her success to her wonderful fans, amazing family, and the three slobbery English bulldogs who sleep under her desk. She is a self proclaimed coffee addict and when she's not writing she likes to...well, we're not sure. We've never seen her do anything but write.
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Strider, keeper of the demon of Defeat, burst through the towering front doors of the Budapest fortress he shared with a growing cast of friends—brothers and sisters by circumstance rather than blood, but all the closer for it—fighting a rush of undeniable pleasure.

He'd freaking done it, man. Done. It. After chasing his enemy cross-continent, bargaining away one of the four godly relics needed to find and destroy Pandora's box—and yeah, he was gonna get spanked hard for that—then, after being eaten alive by insects and at one point (cough) walking into a chick's knife (cough), he'd finally won. And damn if he wasn't ready to celebrate.

"I'm king of the world, bitches. Come in here and bask in my glory." His voice echoed through the foyer, expectant, eager.

No one returned the greeting.

Still. Grinning, he shifted the unconscious female draped over his shoulder into a more comfortable position. More comfortable for him. She was the enemy he'd been chasing, as well as the chick who'd oh, so impolitely introduced his pancreas to the freaking hilt of her blade. He could hardly wait to tell everyone that he'd done what they hadn't. He'd bagged and tagged her, baby.

He called, "Daddy's home. Somebody? Anybody?"

Again, there was no response. His grin dulled a bit.

Damn it. When he lost a single challenge, he battled crippling pain for days. When he won, though…gods, it was almost a sexual high, energy buzzing in his veins, heating him, priming him. That kind of enthusiasm called for a playmate. And, hell, twelve warriors and their menagerie of female companions lived here, yet no one had waited around to welcome him home? Even though the grounds were now gated, monitored, and someone had had to punch him in, like, five minutes ago? Didn't that just figure.

But he deserved it, he supposed. Seven days had passed since he'd last texted or phoned. Technically, though, that wasn't his fault. He'd been a wee bit preoccupied, what with subduing his bundle of anything but joy. And on his last update, he'd been told the danger here had passed and everyone could return, so he'd stopped the I-have-to-know-how-everyone's-doing flurry of calls.

So, fine. No biggie. The fact that no one wanted to play actually did him a solid. Now he could take care of a little business. "Thanks, guys. You're the best. Really." And you can all suck it!

Strider surged forward. To console himself, he imagined his prisoner's expression when she woke up and found herself trapped in a four-by-four cage. Now that's the good stuff. Then his gaze snagged on his unfamiliar surroundings, and the last vestiges of his grin fell away. He stopped abruptly.

He'd been gone only a few weeks, and he'd thought most of the others had, too, but in that time someone had managed to turn the rundown monstrosity they called home into a showpiece. Once comprised of crumbling stone and mortar, the floor was now brilliant white marble veined with amber. Equally deteriorated walls were now vividly polished rosewood.

Before, the winding staircase had been cracked; now it gleamed, not a flaw in sight, an unblemished gold railing climbing to the top. In the corner, a white velvet-lined chair was pushed against reflective paneling, and beyond that, priceless artifacts—colorful vases, bejeweled trinket boxes, and aged spearheads—were perched behind glass cases.

None of which had been there before.

All these changes, in less than a month? Seemed impossible, even with Titan gods popping in and out at will. Maybe because those gods were more concerned with murder and mayhem than interior decorating. But maybe…maybe while Strider had been congratulating himself on a job well done, he'd entered the wrong house? It had happened before.

And talk about awkward. There was no way to explain the cut, bruised and soot-covered baggage he was hauling around. Not without a little jail time. Explaining the blood splatter on his clothing would be a real treat, too.

Nah, he decided a second later. This was the right place. Had to be. Along the staircase wall hung a portrait of Sabin, keeper of Doubt. Naked. Only one person had the balls to taunt badass Sabin with something like that. Anya, goddess of Anarchy and dealer of disorder, who just happened to be engaged to Lucien, keeper of Death. Odd pair, if you asked Strider, but no one had, so he'd kept the opinion to himself. Besides, better silence than the loss of a favorite appendage. Anya didn't take kindly to anyone second-guessing her. About anything.

"Yo, Tor Tor," he shouted now.

Torin, the keeper of the demon of Disease. Dude never left the fortress. He was always here, monitoring camera feed, ensuring the home remained invasion-free, as well as playing on his computers and making their miniature, by-invitation-only army a shitload of cha-ching.

At first, there was no reply, only another echo of his voice, and Strider began to worry. Had something catastrophic happened? A total demon wipeout? If so, why was he still here? Or had Kane, keeper of All Kinds of Bad Shit, had a crappy week and—

Footsteps pounded, closer and closer, and relief flooded him. He looked up the staircase, and there was Torin, standing on a zebra-print rug Strider also didn't recall seeing before, his white hair shagging around his devil's face, his green eyes bright as emeralds. He wore black from neck to toe, his hands covered by soft leather gloves. Fashion-wise, those gloves were overkill. To save mankind, though, they were kinda necessary.

"Welcome home," Torin said, adding, "You shithead."

"Nice greeting."

"You don't call, you don't write, and you want hearts and flowers?"

"Yeah, I do."


A single touch of Torin's skin against another's, and hello plague. Guy's demon pumped some kind of disease in his veins, that single touch all that was needed to spread it. Even to Strider. But immortal as he was, Strider wouldn't die from a little cough/fever/vomiting of blood. Not like humans, who would be ravaged, perhaps worldwide, the infection becoming nearly unstoppable. Strider would give the illness to everyone he touched in turn, though, and as he moderately enjoyed seducing humans, he relied on skin-to-skin action.

"So, everything good here?" Strider asked. "Everyone fine?"

"Now you want to know?"


"Figures. Well, for the most part, alls well. A lot of the guys are out hiding artifacts, and looking for the last one. Those who aren't are hunting Galen." Torin took the stairs two at a time and stopped at the bottom, remaining out of striking distance. As always. His gaze flicked to the female, and amusement expanded his pupils, hiding whatever emotion had been banked there before. "So you're the next of us to fall in love, huh? Sucker! I thought you'd have more sense."

"Please. I want nothing to do with this raging bitch." A lie. During their seemingly eternal trek, he'd found himself desiring her more and more. And hating himself more and more. She might be sex walking, but she was also death waiting.

Too-pretty-to-be-male lips curved in sheer delight. "That's what Maddox said about Ashlyn. What Lucien said about Anya. What Reyes said about Danika. What Sabin—"

"Okay, okay. I get it." Strider rolled his eyes. "You can shut up now." While he would admit the girl's punked-out style appealed to him, he'd never be dumb enough to try and tap that.

He liked his women compliant. And sane.

Liar. You like this one. He wished he could blame his demon for that admission, but…Even now, simply thinking about her, his body was tensing, readying.

Torin crossed his arms over his chest. "So what is she? A human with a supernatural ability? A goddess? A Harpy?"

The guys here did have a propensity for choosing females of "myth" and "legend." Females far more powerful than their demons. Ashlyn could hear voices of the past, Anya could start fires with her mind (among other things), Danika could see into heaven and hell, and Sabin's wife, Gwen…well, she had a dark side you saw just before you died. Painfully.

"My friend, what I've got here is a bonafide Hunter." Strider slapped her ass as if a fly was perched there and he couldn't live another second without smashing it. The action was a reminder that she meant nothing to him. Although why he didn't tell his friend which Hunter she was, when he'd been so excited before, he didn't know. Actually, he did know. Fatigue. Yeah, he was tired, that was all, and didn't want to have to deal with all the praise. Tomorrow, after a nice long rest, he'd spill everything.

The girl offered no reaction to his slap, but then, he hadn't expected her to. He'd repeatedly drugged her as he'd dragged her from one corner of the world to the other. From Rome to Greece to New York to LA and finally to Budapest, leading her brethren on a merry chase as they attempted to save her.

Something they would never do.

We won! his demon laughed.

Damn right we did. He shivered in delight.

"Hunter?" All amusement fled his friend's face, the light dying in his eyes, turning those emeralds into sharp, deadly blades.

"Afraid so." Hunters. Their greatest enemy. The fanatics who wanted to destroy them. The bastards who considered them evil, beyond redemption, and the scourge of the earth. The assholes who blamed them for all the world's heartache. Best yet, they were the militia Strider was going to send to the hottest depths of hell, one soldier at a time. Or, with grenades, a few hundred at a time. Depended on his mood, he supposed.

"You should have offed her already," Torin remarked. "Now Sabin will want to talk with her."

"Talk" equaled torture in Sabin's mind. "I know he will. That's why she's still alive." She knew things about the gods pulling their strings, and could do things, impossible things, like cause weapons to materialize from thin air. Something only angel warriors could do. Or so he'd thought. Problem was, she wasn't an angel. And not just because she lacked wings. Girl had a temper.

Strider wanted to know how much she knew and how she did what she did.

More than that, he hadn't been able to do his job—aka dispose of Hunter trash—when he'd been alone with her. Every time he'd tried, he'd looked at her beautiful face and hesitated. The hesitation had given way to desire, and he'd started battling urges to kiss her rather than "off" her.

Sabin wouldn't let him get away with that shit. Sabin would ride his ass until he acted. Strider would have no choice but to step up to the plate and knock the ball out of the park. Because.His hands curled into fists. Because this woman, this walking atrocity.

His teeth gritted, and his jaw clenched so tightly the ache shot through his temples and straight into his brain. He experienced the same reaction every time he considered what she'd once done. This woman had helped decapitate his friend Baden, once keeper of the demon of Distrust.

Strider could never forget or forgive that fact.

The savage beheading had taken place thousands of years ago, but the pain inside him was as fresh as if it had happened this morning. Along with his friend, a piece of his own soul had died that day, and as the girl had learned during their trek to this fortress, a good portion of his heart had withered, too.

Mercy wasn't something he possessed. Not anymore. Most especially not for her.

He thought he'd killed her in vengeance already, all those centuries ago. Recalled the slash of his blade, the crimson tide of her blood, and the metallic stench of death wafting on the air. The sound of her body slamming into rock, her last gurgle of breath. Yet here she was, alive and well and driving him flipping insane.

Maybe he had killed her. Maybe she'd been reborn. Or maybe her soul had been stuffed inside another body. Or maybe this chick was more immortal than as he was and had somehow healed after the unhealable beheading. He didn't know, didn't care.

All that mattered was that she was Hadiee of Ancient Greece. Well, she called herself Haidee now. From Had-e-ay to Hay-dee. Evidently she'd changed the spelling and pronunciation for "modernization." Not that he gave a shit. He called her Ex, short for Demon Executioner, and that was that.

The proof of her crimes rested in her eyes. Those wintry, callous gray eyes. In the pride that dripped from her voice every time she spoke of that fateful night—I just loved the way his head rolled. Didn't you?—and the stark tattoos etched into her back. Tattoos that kept score. Haidee 1. Lords 4.

She deserved everything he and Sabin would do to her.

"I'm taking her to the dungeon," he said, and he'd never heard such a combination of relish and regret in his own voice before. Once again he started forward, throwing over his shoulder, "If you'd be a sweetheart and let Doubty-Poo know."

"No can do, Stridey-man. There's, uh, something you gotta see." A blast of fear mixed with dread and grim expectation accompanied the words.

Strider halted, one foot raised mid-air. He straightened, still-sleeping baggage nearly sliding to the ground. Slowly he turned, adjusting Ex, and faced Torin, his own sense of dread sprouting as he spied his friend's now pallid skin. White dusted with tiny rivers of blue. "You said everything was fine. What's wrong?"

Torin shook his head. "No way to explain until you've seen. And I said everything was fine for the most part. Now come on."

"The girl—"

"Bring her. She'll be guarded, you'll see." A wave of Torin's hand, and he was racing up the stairs, taking them two at a time.

Dread increasing, Strider followed, Ex bouncing on his shoulder. If she'd been awake, she would have lost her breath, over and over again, grunting from the pain of having her stomach repeatedly slammed into his bone. She also would have fought him with a skill matched by few.

Too bad the drugs had been so potent. A good fight would have settled his nerves.

What was so important that Torin didn't want him taking a few minutes to lock an abominable Hunter away?

His thoughts splintered the moment he hit the landing.

All he could do was gape. Angels. So many angels. No wonder the house had been redecorated. Divine intervention and all that. Angels did like them some pretties.

They stood along the wall, the only space between them filled by the arch of their wings. White feathers laced with gold, the wings of warriors. Their scents perfumed the air, a collage of orchids, morning dew, chocolate and champagne. They ranged in height, though none were shorter than six foot three, and though they wore girly white robes, their muscle mass rivaled Strider's.

Most were male, but all were demon assassins trained to hunt, to destroy, and when warranted, to protect. Since they didn't rush at him, ripping swords of fire from the air, as he knew they were very capable of doing, he assumed they were here for the latter.

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  • Posted March 4, 2011

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    This is an intriguing entry in this series

    Amun was one of the twelve immortal warriors who opened Pandora's Box eons ago. Like his peers he was punished by absorbing one of the demons Secret as a Lord of the Underworld.

    Meanwhile Strider and his demon Defeat capture Haidee, a demon Hunter whose ancestors were massacred by the Lords of the Underworld in ancient Greece. He takes her to the ancient warriors' fortress. There she meets in a cell Amun locked by his peers to keep his demon from manipulating the darkest emotions of his peers while the Warrior still recuperates from travel to Hell and back. Her touch calms the demon inside of Amun, but though attracted to one another, a hunter and a lord are as star-crossed as lovers can be.

    This is an intriguing entry with a strong late twist as readers will wonder whether love conquers all includes demons and their hunters. The romantic urban fantasy story line continues to be extremely complex and convoluted so don't dive in here as it behooves readers to peruse the previous tales. Not for everyone as Gena Showalter does not run away from the transgressions the Warriors have committed with rape and violence.Still fans will enjoy the tale of the hunter trained to kill the demon and his host.

    Harriet Klausner

    11 out of 11 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted April 25, 2011

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    Amun has never been one of my favorite Lords so I wasn't sure I'd be that into his book. Surprisingly I liked it more than I thought, and his path towards love and redemption turned out to be one of my favorites (Lucien is still tops). Haidee also was an interesting female character. She was a fighter, smart on her feet, and I enjoyed finding out about her backstory, especially how it connected to Amun. Strider, whose book is next, turned out to be kind of entertaining, and, as a result, I'm looking forward to his book. Not sure about the Kaia thing because we've already had a Lord/Harpy love story, but their chemistry seems pretty on point. Other things I enjoyed included any and all scenes with Torin (when is his book coming?!?), Gilly and William who might just be turning into my favorite star-crossed pair (give it a few years, and they are so ON) and, always, the easy banter and affection between the Lords. Now on to the things I didn't like. Paris. I can't believe I'm saying that because he was a favorite from the beginning, but he's become pathetic. So self-pitying and "Woe is me" and so ambrosia-ed up that he even sounds stupid when he talks. I get that his Great Love has been taken from him, but, geez, grow a pair. I also thought that the overall forward motion of this series stalled in this book. Not much actually happened. And finally, what I disliked most of all, was the ending. Too easy! Something pretty final happens to the heroine, we're told it's final, Amun has a page of acting crazy and then, poof, the thing that was final suddenly is not final. And all because Zacharel the angel has a change of heart when in every other scene in the book he has absolutely no emotion or personal attachment to the characters whatsoever. It's probably the most implausible ending I've read in a long time, and as talented as Gena Showalter is, I expected her to come up with something better.

    6 out of 6 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted March 30, 2011

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    Get Pulled Back In!

    Gena Showalter has done it again. Book 7 focuses on Amun who is recovering from his trip to hell. Strider is also back from capturing Haidee. For me, this was one of the most romantic books in this series. If you are a fan, you'll know this is a very big statement as all of the lords are absolutely lovable, sexy and intriguing in their own way. We all love Paris. He has a small appearance in this book and your heart will continue to grieve on his behalf as he continues to indulge in too much ambrosia as he continues to pine away for that special lady. You'll be pulled back in to the world Gena so creatively captures. It is going to be a long wait for me as I await the next chapter in this series.

    4 out of 4 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted May 6, 2011

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    Amazing love story...

    Amun and Haidee are just perfect for each other. Their story is full of gentleness, romance, love, sacrifice, and very steaming & sexy scenes. Gena Showalter did it again!

    2 out of 2 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted November 18, 2011

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    Much love for the LOTU series

    I enjoyed this book but it had the potential to be so much better. I rated it a 3 star but it had the potential to be a solid 4. Amun and Haidee's attraction was immediate. Almost as if they had a predestined connection. Heck Amun was fighting Strider over her from the start of the book. I loved how they were both jealous of each other. I find it annoying when characters have a page or two of internal dialogue when they are in the middle of an actual conversation with another character. Strider did it a lot. I understand that Amun was a non speaking character but it happened quite a bit during through out the book. Internal dialogue is a great way to learn a character's true feelings, fears, and desires but too much at the wrong time is very distracting.

    I also can't stand for a book to drag a plot out, then have the final part of the book summed up in the final 2 pages. Writers should go ahead and write another 8 pages so the book doesn't fall flat when it should be climaxing. For example, Amun awakens to have Haidee, who he thought was dead, in his bed updating him on all the events that have taken place while he was sleeping. Such as how Zacharel found and saved her, what happened after he dropped her off with the other LOTU and the conversation she had had with Strider. Showalter just skimmed over these events as if they were not important to the reader. She basically skimmed over the climax of the story. Instead of feeling joy for Amun's HEA, I felt nothing, no joy, just disappointment.

    Now for all the good stuff cause there was plenty of it. Haidee was a great heroine, probably my favorite out of all the LOTU books. As soon as she realized she had a connection with Amun, she didn't fight it. She accepted it and took a leap of faith and trusted Amun. That was so refresshing.
    Showalter sets the stage for some upcoming books. There are a few characters that are in love but in denial about it. I love the fact that William loves Gilly, but refused to act on it because he is cursed and actually loves her more than he loves himself. I will be at the bookstore camped out waiting for their book when it comes to print. We had a too brief glimpse of Paris and Sienna. Talk about angst. I'm beyond ready for their story. Kaia, Bianka's sister that slept with Paris, is in love with Strider. When she contronts him on her desires be basically tells her that he doesn't want sloppy seconds. That could be a really sweet love story too because Kaia is so smitten already by Strider that she actually loses control over he Harpy a few times where he is concerned.

    1 out of 1 people found this review helpful.

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  • Posted January 29, 2014

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    OMG!!!!! I loved it!!!! Ok, I'm going to try not to gush  and wr

    OMG!!!!! I loved it!!!! Ok, I'm going to try not to gush  and write a coherent review here....  

    I give up!! I'm totally going to gush!  If you want a coherent you have to go read one of my other reviews.

    I loved this book from beginning to end.  I have read the previous books in the series, and each one has been sooo good (no disappointments like the BDB series).  But this one?!?  It's the best of them all so far. At one point I thought I was going to burst in to tears (don't judge me!) By the end, I couldn't put it down. 

    Amun, is my favorite of the Lord's of the Underworld so far.  Each has their burdens to bear along with their demon.  Each has made their sacrifice.  Of them all Amun was the one who always intrigued me. One (and let me get this out of the way) because he's described as a black men (skin the color of coffee with a dollop of cream), that's how he's described and that's how I see him.  I love authors who can include characters of different colors and ethnicity in their stories.  Two, he's the keeper of Secrets. That alone is intriguing.  The things he must know!  How he keeps those secrets only to himself, never tainting those around him with that burden.  I don't think any of the other lords are as self contained and disciplined as he is.  

    I had no idea how they were going to overcome the mountain of their past, Amun being a Lord and Haidee being a hunter and the killer of Baden, but they did and in the best possible way.  The journey they had to go through not only made them rely on each other, but also made them get to know and understand each other better.  I thought the story was very well done, very well put together. I appreciated that layer up on layer was slowly revealed as you read. 

    If you haven't read the series up to this point.  I would suggest you start at the beginning, each one gets better and better.  I am hoping Strider's book is next (I have not looked ahead to see)I can't wait to see how Kaia challenges him.  

    Happy reading!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 11, 2013


    Im just glad amun finally found some skrt of piece.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted September 23, 2012

    Questionable match, but it works

    First of all, is Amun black? Just wondering...i like chocolate men lol Anyways, this book did have some slow moments and i don't understand how he could fall for a traitor. Actually, there were a lot of things in this book i didn't quite understand (haidee's power/curse? Who gave it to her?), but overall im glad amun found his match in haidee.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted August 24, 2012

    Worst book in the series

    If i hadn't purchased this book on my Nook, I would have ripped out every page that mentioned the tretcherous Lord slayer Haidee. I lost all respect for Amun after he betrayed all his friends, his brothers, for someone so undeserving. I can only hope she will be killed in a future book.

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  • Posted August 10, 2012

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    Demon of Secrets, Amun, has come back from Hell in this latest L

    Demon of Secrets, Amun, has come back from Hell in this latest Lords installment. He didn't only return with his demon, though, he came back with hundreds. The angels want to kill him, as he's a danger to humankind. At the very least, he'll go insane. But then one of the other Lords catches a Hunter, and Haidee seems to be the only one who can calm the beasts in his head. The two share some kind of strange connection from the past. Now they must travel back to Hell together to return the demons, or these enemies will be stuck together forever.

    This book didn't lack conflict. Who's more at odds than the Hunters and Lords? But if you find yourself thinking the same thing I did--that the conflict had way too easy a resolution-- then keep reading. There's more. I have been addicted to these books from day one. Gena creates an imaginary world that feels steeped in reality. There's a lot of Strider in this installment, to set up for his story next. Cannot wait!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted May 18, 2012

    Not the best in the series!

    Must say that this book was the worst in the series and I had such high hopes for it. Haidee's character was just ridicoulus and filled with love ugh really talk about fake! However, don't let this stop you from reading the series the rest has been great so far.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 30, 2012

    One of my favorites from this series!

    One of the things that irritate me with books in a series is that the author seems to feel compelled to explain the characters from the previous books. Usually I think it's overkill, but this author knows how to get in and get out to concentrate on the story in this book. With this series, I feel like I'm watching a movie. It's unexpected and exciting to have more than one main character story going on. Even though each book has its 'focus' character, #7 being with Amun, Keeper of Secrets, you still have about 3 other stories going.

    So, in this book, Amun has basically lost his mind after going to hell to help his friends. He's hurting himself to the point where they try to restrain him. The Lords are trying to find a way to save him before the angels kill him because they don't think he can be saved from all the demons he absorbed in hell. In comes Haidee, Strider's prisoner as well as their friend Baden's killer. She's been trying to kill Lords for as long as she remembers and is shocked to find someone she knows (or so she thinks) in the room next to her.

    Her story is heart breaking as well as touching. A young girl going through so much terror, pain, and hatred for something that she barely understands and can't really remember. All she knows for sure is that demons killed her family and for that, it's her mission to kill as many Lords as possible. Taking a journey to hell with Amun will test her will and question everything she thought she knew about the Lords, the hunters, and her origins.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 7, 2012


    Gena Showalter is one of my favorites writers. I always look forward to her next book. I've yet to read one that I did not like. I love all the characters, the passion and how each story reaches out and grabs you from beginning to end. I try to make sure all my work is done for the day before I pick up one of her books. Kudos to Ms. Showalter!

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  • Anonymous

    Posted April 7, 2012


    Do u like Cyrostar

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  • Posted March 6, 2012

    One of my favorites in this series!!!

    Love the Lords of the Underworld series...this one is one of my favorites! Great story...great the romance scenes!!!

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  • Posted February 29, 2012

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    A Must Read!

    I can't say enough about how well written a book by Showalter is. I loved The Darkest Secret. Each book in the Lords of the Underworld that hero is my favorite, at least until I read the next. At the moment Amun is my favorite. I loved him and thought his pairing with Haidee was perfect. The ride they went on to find true love was awe inspiring. When I was done with the book I missed them. Do yourself a favor, read this series.

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 26, 2012

    Love Amun!

    Love Strider...

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  • Anonymous

    Posted February 22, 2012


    Wickedly good

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  • Posted January 17, 2012

    Another spectacular book-don't miss!

    What can I say? Gena is by far one of the best romance writers in her genra.(Along with Kresley Cole) You get romance, steamy sexual encounters a great continuing story fropm book to book and funny relationships b/t the characters. I'll always buy everything she writes!

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