Bøker utgitt av Stasia Mars

"Re-claim"Restore, save, salvage, repair.To claim again...I tried to outrun the sullen cloud that had claimed me.The one that was hell-bent on my destruction.Determined to salvage what was left of me.I took out a loan.One late payment.I was claimed by the mob.The dark cloud flourished and festered.Given to the Bratva heir for a night.I thought he would take what was left of me.But he restored a piece of me that I thought irreparable.I was taken to be sold like cattle.He saved me.Shouldering the cloud with me.Claiming me as his.But he and I were not destined for prosperity.Never meant for a happily ever after.Until he sacrificed everything for my freedom.Only to end up reclaiming me.

"Enthrall"To captivate, to charm, to subjugate, to beguile, to enrapture, to subdue.Bratva Prince.That's what they called Kazimir Kalashnik.Criminal.That's what my father called him.Misunderstood.That's how I saw him.The darkness that surrounded him captivated me.His confidence and entitlement intrigued me.He promised my safety.He promised to watch the world crumble to ash before letting anyone take me from him.His promises beguiled me.It was he who set my world ablaze.Then left me alone in the dying embers.He came back.He subjugated and conquered.It didn't take long to charm me back into submission.His demons never scared me.He feared they were infectious.But nothing prepared me for the monster that remained in existence.The same monster that carved him into the depraved man he had become.My undying devotion for him was formidable and unwavering.The daunting darkness never clouding the overall enthrallment.

"Condemn"To express an unfavorable or adverse judgement on.To pronounce to be guilty.To sentence to punishment.To give grounds or reason for convicting or censuring.To doom to eternal punishment in hell.I knew I had met the love of my life when I met Elijah Lombardi.What I didn't know was my world would be flipped inside out.That he would pass judgement on me and pronounce me guilty for crimes I did not commit.I tried to escape him, knowing he would hunt me down.Just when I thought I was safe, he came.Came to sentence me to punishment.On some level, I wanted to be found.I still loved the cruel man.Even when he locked me away like a real prisoner.To convict me of those crimes I still knew nothing about.After oscillating between love and hate, he revealed to me the truth.An ongoing rivalry between two Italian families.And I'm caught right in the middle.I'm made aware of a girl that has been buried deep inside of me.I had a choice to make.Choose the family who gave me up for my safety.Or choose love.The man who loves me.Or the man that constantly makes my heart tremor for him, just to crush it, over and over.I made the choice and realized too late it was the wrong one.Giving grounds for my conviction.Dooming myself to eternal punishment in hell.Now, I have no idea whether the man ever really loved me, or if it was all part of his condemnation.