Fabian was poking his shovel around. “This fucking rock is huge.”
“I’m sure it’s smaller than my cock.” Humor was a better way to apologize.
“No bigger. It’s got to be at least four inches,” Fabian said as he spread his thumb and forefinger about two inches wide. “Why don’t you put your cock down here and I’ll use the shovel to measure.”
“If you didn’t love my cock so much, I’d think you wanted to separate it from the intelligent part of me.”
This started him laughing. “You’re wrong there. Your cocks got all the brains.”
“No way. I knew something was fishy with that woman but my cock said hell yeah.” I grabbed myself making a lewd gesture. “Stop playing with that damn rock we’re only half finished.”
Now he was scraping the tip of his shovel along the surface of whatever the hell it was that kept him from digging. “I think this is some kind of box.”
“Box my ass.”
“Check it out fucktard.” Fabian stepped out and I jumped into the four by two-foot hole.
Whatever it was, the thing sounded hollow because it echoed slightly when I landed on top. I grabbed my shovel and started digging around it. “The damn thing better come out because I’m not moving our straddle trenches. Fuck it’s huge,” I said repeating Fabian’s previous analysis.
“That’s what she said last night and that’s why you got her ass. Mine cock was too big to fit.”
“Shut your fucking clapper and give me a hand. If we don’t have these holes finished by tomorrow we’re even more fucked than we currently are.”
He added his shovel to mine and we continued digging. By the time we had it uncovered the outline of a coffin was visible.
“You think we’re digging in an old graveyard?” Fabian said with a nervous laugh. That was him; superstitious all the way.
I ignored him. “There are handle on the side. Let’s see if we can get this fucker out. If it was a graveyard we’d have hit more than one by now.”
We managed to move the dirt away from the handles, straddle the hole, and lift the coffin out. It wasn’t as heavy as I expected but then again there would no longer be a body inside, just bones or dust.
“We gonna rebury it when we’re done here,” Fabian grabbed his water and took a healthy swig trying to hide his sissy ass nervousness from me.
“We just think it’s a coffin but even if it is, doesn’t mean a body’s inside. The fucking rules say we search for contraband everywhere and that includes inside this thing.
“Shit the damn box is only about five foot long. You know it’s probably female or a fucking child. I can’t handle another fucking damn kid.”
Neither of us could. We’d seen so many you’d think we’d be immune. Never gonna happen. “Come on let’s get it over with. Filling in this big-ass hole and digging the rest will change our focus from whatever’s inside.” I put my shovel under the nailed lid and started prying. Fabian would never let me do anything alone so he attacked the other side. We finally had enough room to get our fingers under the lid to pry the rest of the way. The top suddenly came loose and went flying at the same time we fell on our asses.
Fabian was up first and he put his hand out. “You okay?”
I grumbled without answering looking into the box. “Fuck me. No fucking way.”
“What the hell?” Fabian spoke at the same time I did.
Inside the box was a woman. A naked—perfectly formed—woman. She looked like she died ten minutes ago. I’m not sure whose scream was louder but mine and Fabian’s combined high pitched shrieks would have done a banshee proud.
She—it, opened her eyes.
Fabian and I both scrambled away but her hands wrapped around Fabian’s legs pulling him toward her. I saw her teeth flash as he yelled out. She latched her mouth onto his thigh. If that creature thought she was taking my friend, she had a death wish. I picked up the shovel and swung it at her head.
With one hand, she caught it, pulled it toward her, and flung me back before I could let go. I flew ten feet landing hard against the side of the jeep, my head taking a heavy blow. I fell to the ground as white spots obscured my vision. I shook my head trying to clear it. Fabian was no longer making noise. I focused on him. The vampire was working at his throat now. Our rifles were on the other side of the monster and I didn’t have a chance in hell of reaching them. I crawled toward my brother while trying to stumble upright.
“Nooooooo. Fuck no.” I was close enough that her black eyes settled on me. Without thought, I put out my wrist. “Take me. Don’t kill him. You can have all my fucking blood but don’t kill him.” I registered the startled look on her face two seconds before she had my wrist in her hand. She glanced at Fabian and hissed. It was the strangest sound. She opened her mouth, large pointy fangs extended and bit down. Now it was my turn to hiss. Fuck me it hurt. I could see Fabian’s chest rise and fall but he was out cold. Could he survive the blood loss or would she kill us both anyway. I didn’t fucking care at this point and I wouldn’t have to live without him.
My life was fading. I was cold even with the sun beating down. We knew little about vamps besides superstition and we could throw turning to dust in sunlight out the window now. I think I laughed but it sounded far away. Suddenly she released my wrist. Through weighted eyelids, I watched her take off Fabian’s hat and smooth her hand almost lovingly over his forehead.
What the fuck? It was last thing I remembered before darkness took me away.
Due for release winter 2014
Writing as Holly S. Roberts
Completion Series – New Adult Romance
Play
Strike
Kick
Crimson Series – Vampire Erotic Romance
Crimson Warrior (novella: Kept An Erotic Anthology) also sold separately
Crimson Brothers (coming soon)
Club El Diablo Series – Kinky Romance
One Dom at a Time*
Piercing a Doms Heart
Touched by a Dom
Domination in Pink (short and kinky sequel to One Dom at a Time)*
Two Doms for Angel
Bad Boy Dom (Bad Boys of Rock)
Loving Two Doms (Bad Boys of Rock)
Caught by Two Doms (sequel Two Doms for Angel)
Temporary Dom (Bad Boys of Rock)
Writing as D’Elen McClain
Fang Chronicles – Paranormal Romance
Amy’s Story*
Emily’s Story
Zenya’s Story
Mandy’s Story
Dmitri
Ivan (coming soon)
Fire Chronicles – Paranormal Romance
Dragons Don’t Cry
Dragons Don’t Love (coming soon)
Writing as Suzie Ivy
Bad Luck Detective Series – Non-fiction Humor/ Inspirational
Bad Luck Cadet
Bad Luck Officer
Bad Luck in Small Town (coming soon)
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
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