This was tough. Really tough to read. I like dark, gritty, post apocalyptic stuff. I don't mind non-con and dub-con either. The book was amazingly well written. But...
I was on board until the book hit "Book Two" and then Ciaran became a totally non-sympathetic character for me.
And I wondered, while I was reading, has my heart turned black? Because I just don't give two-shits about this piss ant, spoiled, selfish, ignorant brat? Yeah. Pretty sure I wasn't supposed to feel that way about him.
So once Darragh finally catches up with the jackass after he has run off things are okay again but by that point I was completely over Ciaran and never got back to the point of caring what happened to him.
He simply seemed to duplicitous to me and I'm not a fan of that.
Everything from after the *crazy eyes* king find them again was better again. And I think that if things had continued along in that vein for a little while Ciaran would have redeemed himself for me but sadly, it ended soon after.
Combine Ciaran being an a-hole with everything else being overwhelmingly dark it wasn't what I'd call an enjoyable read. However it was still good. It was well written, the back story and the world was amazingly well crafted, the characters were strong and vibrant. But because I finished the book having felt like I was hit upside the head with a brick, wrapped in metal chains and dipped in Hydrochloric acid I can't rate it highly.