Novels by J. Tarr

The private jet touched down on Sicilian soil. Emily sits with her heart in her throat, the gravity of what she had just done hasn't quite sunk in yet. She looks over at Liza next to her and the two share a private understanding of one another's feelings. Liza chose to live the mob life with her, and Emily wasn't sure if she should laugh or cry. She brought Liza into this lifestyle so she would forever be responsible for her."Come, Mia. Let us

* The following chapter contain some NSFW scenes! *Opening her eyes to the early morning rays, Elizabeth smiles as she feels August's arm wrapped around her waist. They had just spent an incredible night together after experiencing such an awful day before. She snuggles tighter into his embrace and feels him chuckle. "I'm not planning on going anywhere, dragonfly." He whispers into her hair, "Good morning, beautiful." And kisses her hair. She spins around to face him and plants a kiss on his lips. "Good morning, Mr Dereon." She teases and he scrunches up his nose, knowing how much he despises the formal greeting. "You can be lucky I love you so much because you're the only one

Elizabeth stood stunned at the scene she just witnessed. Emily had shot her stepfather in cold blood then threatened everyone present, including August and herself. She looks around the room for August and finds him just as shell shocked. She walks over to him and touches his shoulder, "August, I think you need to say something, and call the police." She tells him, but then she realises that she's been wearing a wire from Ainsdale Police Department this whole time. Giovanni Russo's murder was broadcast live for Detective Decascos and Ainsdale PD, he would certainly be on his way right now. "Detective, if you can hear me, you need to get over to Dereon Hall right now, there's been a murder!"

August stares at everyone entering Dereon Hall and realizes he didn’t spot one familiar face. These must all be the Russo’s contacts. All these notorious men under one roof. What was Emily planning? He spots his father in the middle of it all, with that evil glint in his eye August knew all too well. He had a bad feeling about today, something he couldn’t shake since last night. Realizing he was a bit too sober for this, he heads to the bar and orders a whiskey. Today is going to be a long day of pretending.

The following chapter will be in fast forward, as I would like to continue with our original story. The truth will be revealed in the chapter to follow: In the months that follow, Gianna starts healing rapidly. Giovanni is still by her side every day and

Giovanni looks at her sleeping figure. She had been in and out of consciousness for the last few days, the bullets really did a number on her. If he didn't see that red dot on the back of Emily's head, this would be a completely different scene. He was going on a lunch date with Gianna, yet out of habit, he wore his kevlar vest, who would have thought that habit would save his life.