Labeled a ‘Cursed’ woman of Eve from birth, Maddie has endured nothing but pain and repression at the hands of The Order’s most abusive elder, Moses. Now living with her sister in The Hangmen’s secluded compound, finally, Maddie, is free. Free from the suffocating faith she no longer believes in. Free from endless years of physical and mental torment.
At age twenty-one, the timid and shy Maddie is content to live within the confines of her new home—safe from the outside world, safe from harm and, strangely, protected by the Hangmen’s most volatile member; the heavily pierced and tattooed, Flame.
The man who ceaselessly watches over her with his midnight dark and searing eyes. The man who protects her with a breath-taking intensity. And the man who stirs something deep within her numbed heart.
But when circumstances conspire for Flame to need HER help, Maddie bravely risks it all for the broken man who has captivated her fragile soul.
The Hangmen’s most infamous member, Flame, is ruled by one thing—anger. Plagued by haunting demons from his past, an all-consuming rage, and isolated by an abhorrent hatred of being touched, Flame’s days are filled with suffocating darkness, pierced only by a single ray of light—Maddie. The shy, beautiful woman he cannot purge from his thoughts. The woman he has an overwhelming need to possess…
… the only person who has ever been able to touch him.
Flame’s mission in life is to protect Maddie, to keep her safe. Until a trigger from his troubled past sends him spiraling into madness, trapping him in the deepest recesses of his disturbed mind.
His Hangmen brothers fear that Flame is beyond saving.
His only hope of salvation: Maddie and her healing light.
*I received a copy from the author in exchange for an honest review*
So I just finished the book like five minutes ago, and I knew it was going to be heartbreaking. Flame is volatile, like extreme, and not quite right of mind. Maddie is just so innocent, and of the three Cursed she’s been hurt the worst. Though I would have never figured out what Flame has gone through, it so bad and will break your heart multiple times. You find out that Flame and Maddie are more alike than you would have liked.
We’ve all seen how protective Flame is of Maddie, and in a way it’s adorable, though probably not healthy as it’s obsessive. Though I tried seeing the good in that. He needed that, and she needed that. It’s also the first time since joining the Hades Hangmen that Flame has done something good. Now at a certain part in the book, he reaches his breaking point, and the guys think they’ve lost him. Maddie won’t allow that. She is of mind that Flame saved her twice already, now it’s up to her to save him. As long as she takes care of him, and he of her, they’re going to be fine. It’s a difficult road.
You’ve been cheering for these two since page one, hoping they’ll make it. For me it was mostly a story about hope for two very broken souls, to have a chance at happiness, forgiveness, coming to terms with their past. Mostly finding that love in each other. I feel that my words aren’t doing justice for them, I’m having a lot of trouble writing my thoughts down.
The way Tillie Cole has written this story is, once again, astounding. If you’ve read her stories before, you know there is certain truth and facts in these events regarding cults. Reading about those things, it sounds devastating to me. I can not even imagine someone going through what Flame and Maddie have been through. You read what’s been done to them, and it’s detailed, but now it’s the aftermath. We get to see how these victims get to place that, and find love.
Their story gives you hope, I believe. You have these two characters who were so broken, unhappy and lost. If they can find happiness, that gives me hope for love, life, and people everywhere.
The Hades Hangmen are not nice, good guys. They live by their own rules, but some people can not fit into society as we know it. Flame is an obvious example of that. When you get inside his mind, it’s not easy, but I fully understood him. I don’t want to put any labels on him, though his difficulty with expressing emotions, and saying the wrong things most of the time, you know where that comes from. Unfortunately his past only made it worse. When you find out why he cuts himself, your heart bleeds for him.
By the end of the book I was so emotionally exhausted just reading about it. Mostly it’s a positive book though. It’s about Maddie and Flame finding each other, leaning on each other, and being each others rock through it all. Seeing how these two people come together is wonderful and touching, and so deserving. They deserve it so much to be happy.
I know Flame would never hurt Maddie, I don’t think he’s actually physically capable of doing that. Still I was surprised how soft he could be with her. He looks to be a scary guy, and should I run into him I would probably walk the other way, but for Maddie and his brother, he’s just the greatest.
I think saying I love Souls Unfractured is putting it mildly. I can not wait to read the next book, and hoping we don’t have to wait another year. Knowing whose story it’s going to be, already makes me wonder how Tillie Cole will pull that off.
I’m so happy I got to finish this book, and recommend it to everyone. It’s heavy, it will make you cry and smile, take you on an emotional rollercoaster. The worst book hangover, but I loved every minute of it. Even the crappy, sucky, evil parts, they were necessary. The way these two fractured souls became unfractured, I’m so pleased to have witnessed that. It just makes me so happy for Maddie and Flame.
The hand resting near her head inched forward in my direction. I stopped breathing as I thought she was going to touch me. But her hand stopped about an inch from mine.
I wondered what she was doing, when she said, “I like how your hand looks next to mine. It is so big and mine is so small. Yet I feel they look compatible.”
I focused on our hands and noticed that my hand was bigger than hers. Maddie’s little finger then extended, landing right next to mine. I thought of ripping my hand away, but something stopped me. I didn’t want her to touch me; I didn’t want her to be hurt. My touch only ever caused people to be hurt. But I left my hand where it was, our little fingers staring at each other.
“I sometimes imagine what our hands would look like, touching. What they would look like with our fingers intertwined. I wonder if it would make me smile. At times I daydream that it would be something we could do.”
Maddie’s voice was so quiet as she spoke. I couldn’t take my eyes off our hands. I tried to picture in my head what she described. I saw her hand reaching out for mine, but then I thought of how it would make me feel, and I shook my head.
“Our hands can’t ever touch. I can’t… I couldn’t do it.”
Maddie’s lips pulled into a half smile, but water filled her eyes and her voice hitched.
“Why are your eyes filling with water? Why is your voice breaking?” I asked, confused. I had to understand what she was thinking. What she was feeling. I didn’t know, and I had to.
“I am sad, Flame. It makes me sad to know that we can never touch.”
The muscles in my stomach pulled tight with the knowledge that I’d made her sad. Then that warm feeling I’d felt cooled and I no longer felt good. “I don’t want to make you sad. Not you. I just can’t be touched. It makes the flames worse. I can’t touch you.”
“It is okay, Flame,” Maddie said in response, then she looked up at me and added, “Because I cannot be touched by a man either. But I dream about it regardless.”