New Release + Review + Giveaway + Excerpt: In The Crossfire by LP Dover

 

Title: In the Crossfire

Series: Circle of Justice #4

Author: L.P. Dover
Genre: Romantic Suspense/Mafia
Release Date: June 4, 2019

 

Blurb
Secrets.

Lies.

Betrayal.

Murder.I’ve gotten away with it all, but that won’t last forever.

I’m Bryce Chandler, FBI agent and member of the Circle of Justice, a covert
organization that metes out retribution to those who’ve escaped the system
without punishment. For the last year I’ve been deep undercover, doing
unspeakable things to secure my place in the mafia world. These days I barely
recognize the man in the mirror, but Anthony Corsino is finally in my
crosshairs.

He’s entrusted me with the one thing he loves most—his daughter, Layla. She was
just another detail of the mission, until she was suddenly so much more. I
never meant to fall for the enemy, but I couldn’t resist. I’m in too deep. My
brothers are determined to get me out, but I can’t let them interfere. It’s my
job to put down the target. However, when I do, I’ll lose the only woman I’ve
ever loved and the only good thing left in my life. If I don’t, I’ll lose
myself.

 

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Misty’s 🎩🎩🎩🎩 hat review:

Deep dark family secrets, lies, hidden plans, power struggles, lots of steam, this book has it all! Between Anthony and his power trip to soar to the top at whatever cost, even his daughter, to Bryce and his secret life, this book is action packed from beginning to end. While this is book four in the series, it can be read as a stand alone.

Layla has been kept in the dark from her family secrets. She’d always been surrounded by  bodyguards her whole life and now they were disappearing. Her one and only friend even jokes saying her family is in the Mafia. In a way, she knew her dad was a bad person and mafia didn’t seem far fetched. Once Her Uncle goes missing and her dad brings in Bryce to take care of her, all those family secrets slowly unfold around her.

Bryce is a man of mystery and a trained killer. He is feared by most and he’s on a mission, one that no one knows about. When he agreed to accept a mission Layla’s father, he thinks this will get him closer to completing his goal. One problem, he isn’t supposed to fall for the enemy. He can’t help it but knows it’s wrong.

I can’t reccommend this Mafia story enough. It has a little bit of everything and will suck you in and make you ride on the edge of your seat until the end. If you like Mafia stories filled full of drama, betrayal and unexpected twists, you fall in love with Layla’s story.

 

 

Purchase Links
AMAZON US / UK / CA / AU

 

Excerpt

Rushing out of the media room, I ran through the foyer and
up the stairs to Layla’s room. I knocked hard on the door and listened. There
was no sound or movement that I could hear. “Layla, open the door.” Still,
there was nothing. When I opened the door, her closet was open, and it’d been
cleaned out, along with her dresser. “Motherfucker,” I huffed. “Layla!”
The sound of a door slammed downstairs, so I took off out of
her room. How the hell could I not see her on the cameras? I ran down the
stairs and out the patio door. There were a line of trees blocking my sight of
the driveway, but I could see the top edge of one of the open garage doors. As
I drew closer, I could see her tossing her luggage in the back of a silver SUV.
She’d changed out of her green sundress from earlier into a pair of jeans and a
black T-shirt.
“Where do you think you’re going?” I called out as I stepped
away from the trees. Layla jerked around, eyes blazing like fire as she grabbed
the gun at her waistband and pointed it straight at me. I stopped and held up
my hands. “Whoa. What the hell are you doing?”
“I’m leaving. And if you try to stop me, I’ll blow off your
balls.”
Glancing down at her gun, I couldn’t help but notice how
perfect her stance was. She looked like she knew what she was doing. “I don’t
doubt it,” I replied cautiously. “Where’d you get the gun?”
Her eyes narrowed, but she kept the gun pointed at me. “My
uncle.”
Still holding my hands in the air, I slowly took a step
forward. “Did he teach you how to shoot as well?”
The muscles in her jaw tightened. “Yes. Believe it or not,
I’m not the helpless princess everyone thinks I am.”
“I never said you were, Layla.” I nodded at the video camera
just above the garage door. “How did you get out here without me seeing you?”
She lifted her chin, her lips tilting up in an evil grin.
“You’re not the only one who knows how to manipulate a camera. How else was I
supposed to sneak out as a teenager?”
Now I was impressed. “Guess we all have our secrets. Can
anyone see us right now?”
 She shook her head. “No.” I took another step closer,
and her body tensed. “Dammit, Bryce, don’t test me. I already know my father
told you to stop me. No matter what he says or what you do, I am going to get
out of here.”
“And go where?” I asked. “To the city to find out the
answers?”
“If that’s what it takes. I’m not returning until he tells
me the truth.”
There was nothing but sheer determination in her eyes. The
woman was so goddamned stubborn she’d get herself killed in the process. We
were only about six feet apart, with the gun still pointed at my chest. There
was only one thing left to do. I wasn’t about to underestimate her.
“What if I told you what you want to know?” I said, hoping
she could see the truth in my eyes.
Her lips pursed. “Why should I believe you?”
“Because you said it yourself—you’re not going to stop until
you find out the answers. This is the only way to keep you safe.” It was also
the way to test her. I had to know how far her loyalty went with her father. It
might be what I had to do to finish my mission. Anthony would surely try to
come after me, but he’d have a hell of a time trying to find me.

 

 

Author Bio
New York Times and USA Today bestselling
author L. P. Dover
 is a southern belle living in North Carolina with her husband and
two beautiful girls. Before she began her literary journey she worked in
periodontics, enjoying the wonderment of dental surgeries.
She loves to write, but she also loves to play golf, go on mountain
hikes, and has a passion for singing. Her youngest daughter, who she’s also
written a children’s book with, expects a concert each and every night before
bedtime, usually Christmas carols.
Dover has written countless novels in several different genres,
including a children’s book with her youngest daughter, but her favorite to
write is romantic suspense. However, she has found a new passion in romantic
comedy, especially involving sexy golfers. Who knew the sport could be so dirty
and fun to write about.
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