At its core, Sutures and Sins is a story about two people who never asked for this life finding each other in the middle of it.
Ronan O'Connell is a good man. A builder. A father who shows up, who calls, who never stopped being present in his daughter's life even when his marriage ended. He's not a killer. He's not a soldier. He's a man who works with his hands and loves with his whole chest — and now he's standing in the middle of a war trying to figure out how to protect everyone he loves when he wasn't built for this world.
Jasira Vass knows violence. She's stitched soldiers back together on battlefields and watched men die on her table in Boston's trauma wards. She's not afraid of blood or bullets or the darkness that lives inside the Bratva. What scares her is softer. Quieter. A man who looks at her like she's worth staying for. A man who shows up for her daughter like it's the easiest thing in the world. She let a man in once and he shattered her trust. Jeremiah didn't hit her — he just made her feel like she wasn't enough. Three years later, she's still not sure she's ready to risk that again.
And then there's Ciara — Ronan's daughter, his pride, the girl who still calls him Dad and means it. She loves her father. But she's keeping a secret that could destroy everything. His name is Ruairí, and he's the enemy's blood.
The question isn't whether Jasira can accept Ronan. He's the kind of man she didn't think existed anymore.
The question is whether she can trust herself to let him in.
Genre: Romantic Suspense
Ronan O'Connell is a good man. A builder. A father who shows up, who calls, who never stopped being present in his daughter's life even when his marriage ended. He's not a killer. He's not a soldier. He's a man who works with his hands and loves with his whole chest — and now he's standing in the middle of a war trying to figure out how to protect everyone he loves when he wasn't built for this world.
Jasira Vass knows violence. She's stitched soldiers back together on battlefields and watched men die on her table in Boston's trauma wards. She's not afraid of blood or bullets or the darkness that lives inside the Bratva. What scares her is softer. Quieter. A man who looks at her like she's worth staying for. A man who shows up for her daughter like it's the easiest thing in the world. She let a man in once and he shattered her trust. Jeremiah didn't hit her — he just made her feel like she wasn't enough. Three years later, she's still not sure she's ready to risk that again.
And then there's Ciara — Ronan's daughter, his pride, the girl who still calls him Dad and means it. She loves her father. But she's keeping a secret that could destroy everything. His name is Ruairí, and he's the enemy's blood.
The question isn't whether Jasira can accept Ronan. He's the kind of man she didn't think existed anymore.
The question is whether she can trust herself to let him in.
Genre: Romantic Suspense