Be yourself; Everyone else is already taken. — Oscar Wilde. Hello, my name is Marina Sardarova. Stella May is my pen name (or my alter ego). In many regards, we are very different, even though she is me. She’s more daring, braver and self-assured; she knows exactly what she wants. She writes because she loves… Read more

Prologue Eight Years Ago “Nika, wake up.” When she refused to budge, Alex administered an elbow jab to the ribs, a sure way to get his sleeping cousin out of her slumber. “What? Why?” Nika sprang up, like a cork out of a champagne bottle, banging her forehead against the dashboard in the process. She… Read more