Miss Dragonfly

Two years ago, Zara Miller found herself heartbroken and stranded in a New Orleans hotel bar with a sexy stranger named “Saint.” One thing led to another and to a night of unforgettable pleasure. Though contact info wasn’t exchanged—no strings attached—Zara hasn’t been able to stop thinking about him or that one scorching night ever since. Now she’s returned to her hometown of Catalina Cove only to discover that her brother’s new hire is Evans “Saint” Toussaint, the one-night man she can’t forget.

One minute you’re a struggling graphic designer in L.A. who's finally coming to terms with being single forever, and the next, you're flying to New York in a private jet to get engaged to your ex-boyfriend’s older brother. At least...that’s what everyone thinks. Forced to clean up his playboy image in order to protect his company, Beckham Sinclair, the city’s most eligible billionaire bachelor, wants me to be his fake fiancée and personal assistant. Now I'm spending every spare second with a man I thought I’d never see again.

The last thing my son and I needed were distractions. Patrick McShannon seems like everything a woman could ever want. He's gorgeous and kind and rich and my son adores him. But even with all of that going for him he has one thing going against him that I can't ignore...he's a man, and in my world, men mean trouble. As much as I want him, what if my ex finds out?

Vassili believes the sole threat to our existence is the Resnov Bratva - his devil of a father and the throne he denied. All because he loves the MMA world and our new growing family. Like my husband, I’ll fight for our baby girl. I’ll even fight for justice. While Vassili slaughters his enemies, a new case is assigned to me. One that speaks to every fiber of my being and overshadows the darkness he was born into. My husband would kill me if he knew of the danger threatening to derail our life, though, his dominating ways have taught me to become a fighter, too.

I never dreamt of another life or another man...not until today. I love everything about my husband, Vassili Resnov, except for the person he is becoming. Though the fighter was never an easy man to love, that just made me love him harder. Like me, he's torn, too. Torn between the life he built for us and our baby, and his rights to the Bratva. The Resnovs split into two factions. Vassili is forced to join his father and become the devil, or his sister, the devil incarnate. His actions have left me with two choices: Keep holding on to Vassili, with all of me and live.

A fighter beat my best friend to within an inch of her life, and I lost it.... I stormed into a Russian gym, and threatened an MMA champ with sinfully dark eyes and dangerous muscles. Of course, I’d already cursed every Russian by the time I got to him. He introduced himself as Vassili Resnov, my heart dropped into the pit of my stomach. Only idiots threaten Resnovs, and then they die - which is logical. The Resnov Bratva is the largest crime syndicate in Russia, maybe the world.