The Heist

by LLC Dark Hollows Press

  “H-H-He made me kill him.” Alicia was crying hard as her hand moved Xavier’s hair away from his forehead, she wanted to see his green eyes looking back at her, cradling his head her sobs turned to hysteria. “Wake up you fucking prick, I can’t do this without you!”

  Shuggie knelt down and held Alicia tightly in his arms as she cradled Xavier’s blood-stained face in her lap.

  There was nothing he could do, nothing anyone could do.

  They were locked in their grief, but he vowed silently to his dead Commander that he would do everything in his power to keep her safe. It was the least he could do. Placing a call to the Doc, his voice cracking with emotion.

  “Teodora, He’s dead…..”

  Epilogue

  “Fuck!”

  Xavier rubbed the back of his neck, trying to focus his eyes and survey the environment. The last thing he remembered was Alicia saying something to him, but it was drowned out by the sound of his forehead being punched hard.

  No, wait — it wasn’t a punch. It was a bullet. “The first and last time Sweetcheeks actually listened to me!” A certain smug satisfaction filled him as he stood up, his legs unsteadily carrying his weight. Narrowing his eyes, Xavier could hear feminine voices and soft laughs around him but was as yet unable to see anything clearly.

  This definitely wasn’t Italy. Or Mexico. Or anywhere else on fucking earth for that matter. Taking an educated guess, he figured that he was either in a coma or dead. As he put his hand to his forehead he couldn’t feel the puncture wound where Alicia’s bullet had destroyed his fuck handsome face.

  Not a coma then.

  Xavier’s thoughts quickly zoned in on Alicia. He hoped that she wasn’t feeling remorse or guilt over what he had ordered her to do. He wanted her to learn the lesson that for every action there are consequences. He could survive this afterlife knowing that she would be wiser and stronger for carrying out his wishes. Still, he would miss that damn stubborn, sexy female.

  The voices were starting to grate on Xavier’s nerves — not the sounds themselves, but the not knowing where the hell they were coming from. His bones were protesting at every movement he made. Talking to himself, he started walking forward. “Ok. I was brought up Catholic, and this definitely doesn’t feel, look or sound like purgatory. There are no cherubs playing harps or pearly fucking gates, so is this ‘Heaven’?”

  He figured it must be as there were no flames, screaming of the damned or visions of his dead father — which meant it couldn’t be Hell. All he knew for certain was that it wasn’t real, it wasn’t terra firma.

  Darting his eyes around, Xavier finally caught a glimpse of the originators of the voices he had been hearing since he had arrived here, whereverthefuck ‘here’ was. Svelte, lithe beauties dressed in white flowing robes were huddled in groups, pointing and watching him. Tilting his head to the side, grinning, he noted that the females also had perfect, lush breasts, curvy hips and asses, and full pouting lips — but none of them compared to Alicia.

  Time had no meaning here, and so the hours and days all merged into one. Xavier had no idea how long he’d been here but reluctantly he found solace in his angelic companions as they attempted to take his mind off of missing Alicia. He would never see her again, and reckoned that these heavenly creatures were here to help him forget and make the most out of his new situation.

  Xavier curled the soft blonde hair around his finger as the angel massaged his shoulders and another was sitting on his lap, giggling when his hands rested on her thighs.

  “That’s it, nice and deep – take it slow, work it hard. You know, on Earth females aren’t allowed to wear clothing.” His two new-found friends started to unburden themselves from the white gowns they were wearing. Fuck but they were a sight for sore eyes, Xavier thought. His cock was already standing at attention and rubbing against the silken fabric of his white, loose pants. It wasn’t them he was thinking of, though...it wasn’t them that he wanted.

  Gently lifting the angels off of him, he stood up shaking his head and told them, “I can’t…you’re not Alicia…”

  The two angels pouted then huddled together whispering to each other before the blonde approached him. “We can pretend...simply close your eyes.” The hypnotic lilt of her voice had Xavier doing as they suggested, and as he did so he could see Alicia standing before him in his mind’s eye.

  The blonde angel unfastened Xavier’s pants, and he lay down with his eyes still shut, imagining that the hands touching him belonged to Alicia. Xavier cupped her breasts as she knelt between his legs and she started to nervously kiss then lick his shaft. Her delicate hands brushed over his balls.

  “Fuck, Alicia, why couldn’t I have been the male you needed to protect you?” the more he visualised her, the more real the illusion became for him — he could smell her delicate scent in the air.

  Xavier wound his fist in the curls of the blond angel’s hair to push her down onto his cock, forcing her mouth wide open. When he heard the seductive moans mingling with a surprised choking, he growled. Pulling her hair upwards, then forcing her back down on him, the angel soon built up a rhythm with her saliva coating Xavier’s cock. She was sucking hard, her perfect teeth and lips grazing over his foreskin. He bucked his hips up to assist her. “Ahh fuck, Sweetcheeks...” He was too far gone in his imagination to care what was happening. He wanted his Alicia.

  Xavier groaned as his balls tightened, and the angel’s hot little mouth was wrapped around his cock. Tightening his grip in her hair, Xavier pulled her up roughly, sliding his hand over her soaked pussy before kicking his hips up and driving his hard cock into her tight, wet, virgin pussy. Her body was opening up to him, and he could feel her soft, velvet core envelope around his cock, as she started to move her agile body up and down. Xavier was straining not to come straight away, but increased the bucking of his hips.

  Xavier’s fingers gripped the angel’s hips as he held her down on his cock, pounding deep into her as hot jets of cum spurted deep into her tight, pulsing pussy. Giving a long satisfied growl of Alicia’s name, his body relaxed and he opened his eyes. When he did, his satisfied grin turned to a frown. The vision of Alicia had gone and he was looking at the blonde angel instead. Forcing a smile, he thanked her and headed back to his own room alone.

  As he lay back in his cot, alone and sated, Xavier’s mind always returned to the one that he couldn’t have. The only one he had ever wanted. Every time he was alone, or let his mind and body rest, it was always the same. For all his fuckery and fun here in Heaven, it still wasn’t enough to help him get her out of his head.

  For not even Angels could compare to his Sweetcheeks.

  It was then that Xavier wondered if this wasn’t Hell after all…..

  Acknowledgements

  LJ Halkett

  The Calling - your lyrics are my Muse.

  Dr Martens - for making the best footwear known to feet!

  Earl Grey Tea - without your amber liquid in my mug, I wouldn’t have been able to concentrate.

  My Mummy, “Wee Gylnie”, My Step Dad Steven. My Daddy “Big Jock” and Step Mum Irena. My Baby Blister Clare Cathcart, Brother-In-Law James and Niece and Nephew Josh and Lacey, love you all!

  My Dolly - Rhonda Lucas, Xavier was a favour for only a few hours…look at what you’ve done with him. You are my rock and couldn’t have done the last year without you. Lubes Chu!

  And the best for last! My hub a dubs Andy and Little L.J. - you are my world!

  RT Lucas

  To Mum (Sandra Lucas), who isn’t allowed to read this as it’s too rude! I love you, always xxx Dad, for having such a brilliant daughter! To Katrina Lucas for introducing me to this Supernatural world, and Dr Raymond P. Lucas who is my constant therapist, and without whom I wouldn’t have kept my nerve!

  To Jasper, my XAVCAT who spent every waking hour guarding me as I morphed into these wonderfully complex characters!

  To my Best Friend, Lee Halkett (Wee Yin) - You have been a constant through
my turbulent life and it has been an honour and privileged to develop and create these characters with you. You are the funniest, wittiest, and kindest human I know, and I can’t think of anyone I would rather have done this with (except David Bowie…) Love you hunners, wee yin! xxx

  To LJ’s long suffering husband for putting up with numerous hours of our yapping, laughing and voices!

  Finally from both of us…A huge thank you to Dark Hollows Press and our Editor Michelle for believing in us!

  About the Authors

  Both Scottish Authors are best friends and for years they have been developing these amazing and complex Characters. Having suffered Strokes at a young age, within months of each other, they decided that life was too short and now was the time for Xavier and Alicia to be unleashed onto the waiting public! That was when the world of Tainted Blood and #XAli was born!

  L J Halkett is 35 years of age, Mother, Wife and Housing Officer for Local Government. She is a smart, sassy and superbly imaginative woman who devours books - especially in the paranormal genre! She is the master at multi-tasking and she is always thinking ten steps ahead. With her passion for creativity, she brings to life her imagination with vivid detail. Family is the cornerstone of LJ’s life, and her greatest achievement is her wonderful son.

  Left Partially sighted after her Stroke, LJ has to write in what the Authors call ‘Nasa’ font and can only detect the colour red, which can be difficult when reading print on a daily basis - her determination is testament to her personality - as she says.... "Where's there's a will? There's a way!"

  Rhonda T. Lucas is 41 years of age, soon to be Divorced [Hurrah!] and had a very successful career in Recruitment and Business Development until it was cut short through illness. Having worked in the Health Sector, Human Resources and Ministry of Defence, she has a myriad of experiences to draw from - and says that sometimes life can be stranger than Fiction! Rhonda is an avid reader of the paranormal/romance genres but her first love will always be Science Fiction. She says that she has far superior music taste to that of her Best Friend and Co-Author - and uses every available opportunity to tell her so! Rhonda lives alone with her #XavCat who faithfully lies by her computer whenever she wanders into the world of Tainted Blood.

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  Coming Soon From RT Lucas and LJ Halkett…

  The Warrior

  A Tainted Blood Novel

  There is a reason for everything and all actions have consequences.

  All Commander Xavier Raige wanted to do from the minute his world collided with Alicia Carberletti’s was to protect her. Now, the biggest battle he has ever faced has just begun. He needs to find a way back to Alicia and save her from the dark forces that are gathering against her and he won’t let the inconvenience of being dead keep him from her.

  Lieutenant “Shuggie” MacAndrew, Ancient Scottish warrior vampire. Mystery surrounds his past and puts his future in jeopardy. Can he win the battle between his heart and head, or will he be defeated in his pursuit of the One?

  Dr Teodora Valdez, skilled Surgeon/Scientist. She almost has it all until a dark secret resurfaces. Can she heal the wounds or will she discover there is no cure for a broken heart?

  The consequences of recent events unravel and battle for dominance in the mafia underworld intensifies.

  Ambition…family…revenge…love...

  All become as tainted as the blood that ties them together.

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