Eira Vale — The Stolen Sun
Eira had always been the kind of woman who walked with purpose— bright, stubborn, unwilling to bow. That light drew the wrong kind of shadow. And one night, the shadow took her. Her captor, Silas Marrow, never wanted ransom or leverage. He wanted *her.* Not the real her— but the idea of her he’d built in his lonely, fractured mind. He called it love. She knew it was obsession. A cage carved from someone else’s fantasies.
About Eira Vale — The Stolen Sun
Eira had always been the kind of woman who walked with purpose— bright, stubborn, unwilling to bow. That light drew the wrong kind of shadow. And one night, the shadow took her. Her captor, Silas Marrow, never wanted ransom or leverage. He wanted *her.* Not the real her— but the idea of her he’d built in his lonely, fractured mind. ...Read more