Famous Last Words
a Tomb of Ashen Tears Book 2
Kailee Reese Samuels
Famous Last Words (a Tomb of Ashen Tears Book 2)
Copyright © 2019 by Kailee Reese Samuels
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This is a work of fiction. The names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the writer’s imagination or have been used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to persons living or dead, actual events, locale, or organizations is entirely and purely coincidental.
All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older.
E-Book Edition: July 9, 2019
ISBN 978-1-947362-27-7
Editing by The Red Pen Queen
Famous Last Words is fiction.
A dark psychological romantic thriller.
Many liberties have been taken within the context of the story for the sake of the characters and the world of Juliet.
This is not an accurate representation of life
in a Texas prison.
Let Sal Raniero entertain
and give you an escape.
Peace.
W A R N I N G S
are like cups of tea.
This warning is here for a reason.
This book is a work of fiction containing explicit, graphic, and violent material.
If you’re not 18+, put it the fuck down.
Please practice safe sex.
Safe, Sane, and Consensual (SSC)
and
Risk-Awareness Consensual Kink (RACK)
practices in BDSM.
Communication is key and I do not believe anything should be swept under the rug - sexuality, gender orientation, race, age, or religion. If I help stir the cauldron of conversation and provide an escape for a few hours, I have done my job.
Play hard and have fun. Be good and love one another.
Enjoy the ride!
Without further ado, here we go…
Kailee Books
Sal’s Beginnings – The SOS Series
The Initiation
Tea for Two
Grunt
Hopechest
Sal’s Ugly Cry
22
Sal & Iris BDSM at The Juliet Academy
Juliet
Kinky Sex Magic - An Author’s Cut Novella
Sal & Iris Mafia Romance – TAT Books
Salt Kissed Love
Famous Last Words
Every Minute I Love You
Sal’s Inner Circle – RIDE Series
Fluff
Bounce
Raw
Fantasy – Nocturne Series (Limited Release)
A Shimmering Dream
Sal’s Unholy Bromances – SONS Series
Son of Saint
Son of Angel
Son of Cirque
Son of Master
Dark Romance/Psychological Standalones
A&E
She (She/He Book 1)
He (She/He Book 2)
Poppy
Bad Girl
Sal Raniero Thrillers (Assassin)
Unspoken (Prequel to Hey Pretty)
Series Bound Sets
The Story of Salvatore
Ride
She/He: A Dark Romance Duet
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Famous Last Words Playlist
Listen to the music that inspired Famous Last Words on Spotify
The Promise – Mint Julep
Go! – M83 (feat. Mai Lan)
My Type – The Chainsmokers, Emily Warren
SORRY – Beyoncé
Somebody Else – The 1975
Better Now – Post Malone
Secrets and Lies – Ruelle
I Have Questions – Camila Cabello
Piggy – Scala, Kolacny Brothers
Lucid Dreams – Juice WRLD
Rescue – Lauren Daigle
Someone to Watch over Me – Sleeping At Last
Hard Feelings/Loveless – Lorde
Love Is Hell – Phora (feat. Trippiest Redd)
Alpha Omega – Machine Gun Kelly
Copy of a – Nine Inch Nails
Death – White Lies
Bad Mother F*cker – Machine Gun Kelly, Kid Rock
Cloudbusting (2018 Remaster) – Kate Bush
Burn It Down – Daughter
Wait – M83
Fine China – Future, Juice WRLD
monster – 21 Savage
Après Moi – Regina Spektor
Ring Ring – Juice WRLD, Rvssian, Clever
Without Me – Halsey, Juice WRLD
Won’t Let Go – Juice WRLD
My Tears Are Becoming A Sea – M83
Breathe – Fleurie
Unison – Björk
Everyday Is Exactly The Same (Sam Fog vs. Carlos D Mix) – Nine Inch Nails
Now or Never Now – Metric
Swagga Like Us – T.I. (feat. Kanye West & Lil’ Wayne)
Animals – Nickelback
Small Doses – Bebe Rexha
I Can’t Live Here Anymore –Daughter
Leave The City – twenty one pilots
More Than Words – Little Mix, Kamille
Lost Without You – Freya Ridings
Dead Souls (From “The Crow” Soundtrack) – Nine Inch Nails
Unlikely (Stay With Me) – Celldweller
Heart Heart Head – Meg Myers
Landfill – Daughter
East of Eden – Zella Day
45 – Shinedown
Hurricane – The Band of Heathens
The Church And The River – Jennifer O’Connor
Where the Dark Things Are – Kerli
Legends – Kerli
With or Without You (With Strings) – Scala, Kolacny Brothers
Venus as a Boy – Björk
Pagan Poetry – Björk
Idioteque – Radiohead
Father – Overcoats
Family – Noah Gundersen
Sound of Walking Away – Illenium, Kerli
Are You With Me – Nilu
Hurricane – Fleurie
The Other Side – Ruelle
rockstar – Post Malone, 21 Savage
Warm In The Winter – Glass Candy
Timebomb – Walk The Moon
Need The Sun To Break – James Bay
10,000 Miles – Sleeping At Last
Everything About You – Ugly Kid Joe
Hate Me – Blue October
Roses – benny blanco, Juice WRLD, Brendon Urie
Peer Pressure – James Bay, Julia Michaels
Feels Like The End – Mikky Ekko
Buried Alive – Yeah Yeah Yeahs, Dr. Octagon
Hummingbird – Nilu
Cloudbursting – Scala, Kolacny Brothers
You can go your way
I will go mine.
Be merciful.
That’s all I ask.
Be merciful.
Peace.
Contents
Need The Sun to Break
I. Prelude to Vanilla
1. Are you mad, Sal?
2. 5-4-3-2-1
3. White Icing
4. Sobriety Hurts
5. Original Boston Sin
6. I Promise I’m Fine
II. Fragile Vacant Things
7. Be Careful Who You Trust
8. One-Way Ticket
9. Ghosts in Smoke
10. Sinner, Sinner, This Ain’t No Chicken Dinner
11. Matcha
12. Battles No Matter
13. Crack in the Ceiling
14. SOS (Save One Sal)
15. Hand Me My Cock
16. Jolly
17. Hazy Violet Cum Extraction
18. 18 Long Days on the Wrong Team
19. Shit. Hits. Fan.
20. The Bitch to Save Us All
21. Adversity & Agony
22. 22 Silks
23. The Prisoner
24. Je Suis Lucien Tolan
25. In My Blood
26. Eight-Venom
27. Pour Mon Mal
28. Diffuse
III. mia famiglia
29. Starvation
30. Emergent Moth
31. Mock Up the Future
32. Uprising of a Motherfucker
33. Juggle Better, Boy
34. On My Knees
35. The Beginning of the End
36. More Than a Breakout
37. Insanity Trap
38. In My Genes
39. When the Gloves Come Off
40. Refusal to See Anyone
41. Training with a Dirty Ride
42. The H.B.I.C.
43. I.D.E.N.T.I.T.Y.
44. Pretty Pink Bows
45. The Stinger of a Sliver
46. 116G7027F472L71869
47. I Don’t Know Much About Owls
48. His Darkness Is My Light
49. An Olive Branch
50. I’m Not A Nice Guy, Dammit
IV. Chasing Rain
51. Pure Love
52. Swallow Tail
53. Have you seen Sal Raniero?
54. Come
55. Last Hope
57. We Could Be Brilliant
58. Evacuation Route
59. My Biggest Fangirl
60. Fish Eye
61. Raw Mushroom Interception
62. Revolution in Hell
63. Drowning Lashes
64. Hacking into the Binary
65. Are you a cowboy?
66. A Crop of Circles
67. Snow Burns Red
68. You Can Have Two
69. The Hard Bits
70. Manifesto
71. No Such Thing As Too Much Love
72. A Smattering of Ruby Red
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She/He - A Dark Romance Duet
Ms. Samuels Notes
Kailee Books
“I should have been a pair of ragged claws
Scuttling across the floors of silent seas.”
– T.S. Eliot, The Love Song of J. Alfred Prufrock
"You gotta get the Kid outta that hell.
It's gonna kill him."
– Dale Archer
Need The Sun to Break
“Trust me, Lucas,” she moans into my lips, luring with her blinking sapphires and gripping my hands. The clock comes into focus as the reality barrels under my nose. This is the end—our breakup—and the moment I fear most. Shattering my emeralds, I close my eyes, shut. “I’ll see you on the other side. Remember to chase the butterflies.”
This is over.
We are through.
And this is what death feels like.
As if in slow motion, the clock ticks, and the woman I love and no longer know spins away as she tosses the fedora. Her pretty blonde strands whoosh through the air as she steals my Bollé sunglasses off the dresser and adds them to her ensemble.
I cannot breathe. I cannot think. Everything is such a fucked-up mess as the years disintegrate into nothing more than ash. The globule rolls into a massive boulder of nothingness as the high waves threaten its very existence.
Tears stream down my cheeks as I touch my bare neck. Her leaving destructs in an instant, the massive gale swooping in and sucking up everything in her wake. She extinguishes my blaze in her siren monsoon. And it’s my own damn fault as I have given my all without care or regard to my safety—my protection—my salvation overlooked for the sake of keeping one—my Angel.
The door shutting draws my wracked, naked body out of bed as I chase after the floating holy celestial being. I run fast over the embers without care. So fast the hot coals singe my skin and char my flesh from my bones.
Opening the door, I ignore the gathering and roar at the black SUV in the distance, whipping up in a cloud of dust. “No!!!”
She is gone.
Iris is gone.
She left me.
I want to keep you and give you my all. I need to love you. Please come back. Come back and give me one more chance. Please rewind it all. This isn’t happening. None of this is real as I make deals with the devil in God’s house here in the middle of nowhere.
“Lucas Salvatore Raniero?”
“Yes, Sir?” I say to the men in uniform as the pulsing globule explodes in my hands.
“You are wanted for the murder of Lydia Kettles,” he declares, spinning my body around and shoving me into the wall as my fury reignites, sparking into a fight. Flurrying through my dusty mental map, I rummage through the remnants to find Iris’ mother—Lydia Kettles—the last one connected to Daddy Gennaro and the only one I forgot to stash. Struggling against the men, I push and pull against their boundaries as they impose their threatening stance upon me. “You have the right to remain silent…”
The rest of the words blur as the Miranda Rights clutch a noose around my neck, and a new Dominant takes control of my world. The silver cuffs cinch tight around my wrists as the rings tether my insidious monster.
“It’s a beautiful day,” I snicker, “And this isn’t fucking over…”
I
Prelude to Vanilla
1
Are you mad, Sal?
The Mistress
May 2015
The blast resonates through my soul.
The impact of the bullet announces the start of a race to the finish line as chaos takes control. This point marks the instant where we no longer fight a quiescent battle but shout a declaration of war.
Like soldiers in a line, we charge forward and do not think about the consequences. We do not consider losing or the savage cost of losses for a victorious attack.
Right now, we remain enslaved. Trapped. Bound. And the only thing that matters is our freedom.
Game on, motherfuckers.
Collapsing to my knees, I feel his warm, thick arms embrace me—his version of a life rope. My fingers trace over the atramentous ink as I propel forward in absolute trust.
His crossing the line between good and evil isn’t unheard of, but this unplanned move shocks my system to a dangerous level, perilously close to a breakdown.
“You just shot Virginia Archer, Sal,” I mumble as he holsters his weapon like it’s just another day at the office.
The cold, dark glint in his eyes is one I recognize but don’t want to see. The focused rage never directs towards me, but I’ve witnessed his unfaltering intensity more than once. It is always stunning and causes—lip biting, weakening of the knees, and drooling between the thighs. Sal is in his element. He is still beautiful. He is forever insane.
Sal isn’t a monster, but a Master.
“We gotta get out of here,” he rattles, thumbing through his phone and hitting a number. “Nowala.”
As he puts the receiver to his ear, I demand, “Who are you calling?”
“A friend,” he whispers, lifting a finger. “Hey, Tor…can you come clean this up?”
Weaseling my way from his arms, I pace at the end of the bed and try not to stare at Dale’s mom’s dead body. I shake my head as my lips tremble.
“Ya, it won’t take long,” he says, rocking on his heels to stand. “Simple. Direct. No mess.”
Everything seems so surreal.
Sterile. Factual. Uninvolved.
I had come to kill her—the woman who sold me off to my father. My mother’s Bible beating family would have nothing to do with a child born out of wedlock, top it off with being the illegitimate child of a biker. I was a walking monstrosity. A hellcat. A soul-depleting spawn. A villain before my first birthday.