Fighting for Fireflies

Cora

When a tall, dark stranger comes to my rescue, I brush it off as an isolated incident. I'll never see him again, so I leave him with some advice and a parting gift.

Imagine my surprise when I learn he's one of my new bosses.

All I want to do is work so I can take care of my young brother. I don't have time for a relationship, but Atlas Nichols doesn't care. He's moody, arrogant, and keeps saying I'm his.

The joke's on him because I don't belong to anyone.

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Atlas.

Coming to the aid of a stranger isn't normally my thing. I don't get involved in other people's problems, but fate threw me a curveball. Fate showed me her.

Cora Ashford.

A five-foot-five girl with a smile so bright it lights up the parts of my soul I thought were long dead.

As the product of a broken system, I know I don't deserve her, but when she smiles at me, and those blue eyes lock on mine, I know she's it.

Damaged soul or not, I'm keeping her anyway.

Cora belongs to me, and no one will stand in my way.

Not even her.