Anti Cupid Novels & Stories

There is enough magic in this cottage for me to rid you of that fucking mark. ‘Eros, NO’ She screamed at him, but he was beyond listening. his hand went around her throat, squeezing it; his eyes dark with lust, ‘Stop calling me fucking Eros, I am Cupid, his twin.’ Tegan froze beneath him, ‘Tw, twin? Eros has a twin?’ Cupid growled, his eyes glowing gold, ‘Yes we are twins now spread your fucking legs hybrid, I am going to take you and Eros will be here soon then he will take you. When we make you ours, we will both mark you, and there is nothing Killian can do; he has no idea where you are.’

Thinking about it now, I realized that he'd been with her, completing the surgery that was supposedly nothing more than helping her pass down her family bloodline. This proved that my permission had been considered an unessential part of the plan from the start. They merely waited to "inform" me. They never truly sought my agreement. All along, I'd been waiting in anticipation for my wedding day. I was eager to take Dante's hand and stand at the altar together. But now, all of my thrill and excitement had vanished into thin air. Not a trace was left behind. Just then, the buzzing from my phone pulled me out of my thoughts. The voice that rang out through the speaker belonged to Julia Carter,

Her friend pushed her to the table where a guy was lying half-naked with salt spread on his chest and stomach, biting a lime wedge. “Here’s your tequila.” Natalie handed her a shot glass. “No. I’m not doing this, Nat—” “Shot! Shot! Shot!” the crowd chanted in unison. “Do this and wish me a happy birthday,” her friend said with a grin. Kate would do that if she was not married. “If Jan knows about this, he would be mad at me again and—” “No one would know, Katie.” “But—” “Shot! Shot! Shot!” the others chanted again.