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Excerpt of Prince of Killers by Layla Reyne

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Fog City #1
Author Self-Published
June 2019
On Sale: June 10, 2019
Featuring: Hawes Madigan; Dante Perry
ISBN:
Kindle: B07SHK49B1
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Romance LGBTQ, Romance Suspense

Also by Layla Reyne:

Variable Onset, May 2020
e-Book
Dine with Me, September 2019
e-Book
Prince of Killers: A Fog City Novel, June 2019
e-Book
Prince of Killers, June 2019
e-Book
Imperial Stout, August 2018
Mass Market Paperback / e-Book
Single Malt, February 2017
e-Book

Excerpt of Prince of Killers by Layla Reyne

"I don't want to be in control." No decisions to make, no kingdom to rule, no bad guys to sort from the good. Tonight, freedom was the most settling thought there was, especially if it involved the man whose body was pressed alongside his. "Do you trust me?" Dante said. Hawes half nodded, half nuzzled Dante's palm. "Give it to me, then." Hawes's eyes popped open, and an unexpected laugh bubbled out of him. "I'm not giving you control of my family's empire." One corner of Dante's mouth turned up in a sexy smirk. "I don't want that either." With his arm around Hawes's waist, he shifted them so they were in front of the ladder, Hawes's back against the rungs, Dante's body blanketing his. The pressure, front and back, massaged away any lingering soreness from Ray's hit last night. Not that Hawes would care when Dante's long, strong fingers were skirting up the side of his face and into his hair, threading through the strands and cradling his scalp. Hawes couldn't look away, couldn't stop his hands from curling into Dante's gray tank and hauling him closer. "Please." "I want control of you." Dante's soft lips brushed the sharp right hinge of Hawes's jaw. "Let me help you." He moved to the other side. "Let me make you forget for a while." Then to the crease at the bottom of Hawes's chin. "Let go for me." Yes.

Excerpt from Prince of Killers by Layla Reyne
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