Kailee Reese Samuels
(The SOS, #4)
Publication date: July 4th 2017
Genres: Erotica, Romance
Kaci agreed to the most important question of her life.
And then she had her fiancé taken hostage.
He played her game and trained for battle.
And now he is completely unprepared to lose.
Loving her once, Sal fell for her eccentric, wild pixie. She used her abilities—aiming her target to get revenge—but Kaci stumbled into a dangerous love, putting Sal through a gut-wrenching hell.
Can Sal ever forgive her sins of the past?
With the questions on the table, one inescapable truth looms before their relationship. His calculating mind and intimidating body built for the greater good, leaving Sal changed. No longer the curious submissive boy of the past, his new outlook is one of defiance, kink, and control.
Will Kaci embrace the changes – or – is the end closer than she ever imagined?
There is nothing he can do—
No praying on his knees for forgiveness
No bargaining with the devil to save their relationship
In this heartbreaking battle, Sal will lose.
In the fourth and final book of The Story of Salvatore, Sal Raniero begs to reverse the clock as reality leaks into his perfect bubble. With his love of the fetish world shoved to the backburner, he learns not only the meaning of love, but how precious time is.
The war begins when Sal rages into Sugargrove—
Nothing safe from his wrath
Nothing sacred in his path
…including the Hope he longed to keep.
Embracing diversity. Coffee addict. Mango lover. Blueberry fetishist. Sweet peach tea crazy. Red wine devout. Whiskey deviant. Tattooed & pierced. Loves shoes. Collects rosaries. Fanatical organizer/cleaner/list-maker. Never sleeps. Hermit and recluse.
KAILEE REESE SAMUELS has been spinning tales since she can remember. Her books are contemporary fiction with a no-holds-barred attitude. She adores listening to her characters ramble and putting them into situations that push the boundaries.
Creativity is the way to change.
Excerpt for Hopechest
Kaci sat in the barber chair in a clay facial mask when Karissa plopped down.
“Hi…” Karissa smiled.
“Hulo!” Kaci returned the grin. “Before you ask—No, it didn’t get pulled out in a scene.”
Karissa giggled under the watchful eye of her mother across the room on the phone. Delilah always took a maternal role with her dolls, but even more so after meeting Kaci. Secretly, she hoped the two girls would hit it off.
Before long, there were sleepovers in pajamas with popcorn and movies until five in the morning. Kaci became the older sister Kari never had. She encouraged Kari to go to H2, and Kaci would routinely fly across the pond to see her BFF.
“I met a guy,” she whispered late one night.
“Uh oh, that sounds serious.”
Kaci laughed, “Why?”
“Because you didn’t preface it with I had this amazing scene… Name?”
“Lucas Salvatore Raniero—what a mouthful, a mouthful of decadent yumminess.”
“Oh, my god, Kaci, I met him!” Kari squealed.
Kaci moved closer. “You did?”
“Yeah. I took him from the airport to the studio. You could freaking stare at him all day. He’s fucking gorgeous. I mean, like not in a model kind of way, but like he’s literally beautiful.”
“A beautiful man,” Kaci swooned.
“You had sex with him…” Karissa declared, clicking on the light. Seeing her friend laying there without the mask of her makeup and crazy outfits, she looked raw and bare. Her eyes speaking an honesty she rarely witnessed.
“I did,” Kaci confessed.
“You know you don’t sleep with clients, right?”
“He’s not a client. I think he may be my boyfriend…”
“No!” Karissa crossed her legs, completely focused on Kaci. “Details! Now!”
“He’s pretty fucking perfect,” Kaci gushed with a smile.
“You’re falling in love…”
“Yeah, I am. And it fucking sucks, Kari. All I am going to do is hurt him,” she said as tears welled up in her eyes. “I warned him and I know I shouldn’t be doing this, but I am not sure how to stop it either. I thought I would never get over Jack.”
Karissa wrapped her arms around her friend, holding her as she had seen her mother do so many times. “There will be none of that nonsense talk about what the future holds.”
“But what if…”
“Shhh! We aren’t going to what if…” Karissa rocked her gentle like a baby, soothing her fears and calming her worries. Petting her hair, Karissa tried to assuage the unknown. “Kaci, look at me and listen. You more than anyone I know need this. And it might not be ideal, and it might not be perfect but if you two love each other, then by god you do it as hard as you can for as long as you can. You don’t give up, and you damn sure don’t listen to the shit in your head that is saying you’re just going to hurt him. I swear if something happens to you, I will catch him. I promise you this.”
Kaci’s quiet tears escalated to a full-on sob. Her life had been hard—a mix of beautiful highs and harrowing lows—and now that someone else’s emotions were in the picture, she feared what the future might bring. Unintentional pain was never on her menu, and she hated the idea of being involved on a personal level.
Her crush on Jack Kerris evolved from his recruitment to training her—both as an agent and a submissive. After discovering her feelings were a one-way street, she gave up trying to find love until Sal stumbled into her world.
In the years Karissa had known her, Kaci never once had a romantic interest. The Pixie Mistress was all business, all the time. Just so happened her business shifted from being one of the most sought after submissive to a demanding, sadistic Dominant. She giggled in Karissa’s arms, “Promise me one more thing…”
“If we get to the what if…promise me you will enjoy him and make sure he gets his footing. Because losing me will destroy him… he doesn’t lose anything.”
© 2017 Kailee Reese Samuels