Bad Cupid Mga Nobela at Kwento

Mea opened the first one under the Chatmates tab. marcc_ wants to gossip about your photo marcc_: i’d sit beside you so you could lean your head on my shoulder itsmecristy: sure. you’ll have to endure my talkative friends tho marcc_: i wouldn’t mind itsmecristy: nice <3 marcc_: wanna be my travel buddy? Mea glared madly at the three women who now ducked their heads down, feeling guilty even before she started. She still started anyway. “Seriously? ‘Nice’ and a heart damned emoji?”

I stood before the vast, imposing brown oak door of St. James Parish, breathing raggedly from the constant tightening of my chest as I waited for the main doors to burst open. I never expected things would go according to my plan. Yet today, I am marrying the drop-dead gorgeous bachelor, magnate, and heir to the Fauste Empire, Eautiquiano Fauste III, popularly known as Euthird— against his will. 'What's taking so long? Did he suddenly change his mind?'

he places his hand on his chest, feigning confidence. "Conceded much?" I ask him boldly, cutting his sentence off and leaving my fear in the dust. He chuckles deeply causing my heart to clench, uncomfortably. My father is dead in front of me, a bullet wound to his head and here I am, laughing with a strange, 7-foot man who shouldn't be in my house. "Well baby, I'm death, nice to meet you," I know it was dumb, but I broke into laughter. "Yeah, and I'm Demeter now get out before I call the cops," I glance back over at my father as he lies in a pool of his blood.

To win votes for the school's annual honors award, my stingy roommate picked rotten fruit out of the trash and made it into fruit cups for our classmates. The moment I found out, I rushed to stop them from eating it. Instead, they accused me of being jealous and tore into me for trying to ruin their chances. That very night, they were rushed to the hospital with severe food poisoning. Afterward, my roommate framed me, claiming I had deliberately poisoned the fruit because I did not want her to win the school honors award. She even hid a bottle of pesticide in my locker and convinced our other two roommates to lie for her. With no way to prove my innocence, I became the target of furious

” The words slipped out before I could stop them. Her expression dropped. “What did you just say?” “You heard me. Your body looks like uneven plastic. That hip dip? Baby, that’s nowhere near a BBL. Honestly, I think Natasha has serious beef with you, because why the hell do you look like.. ” She cut me off before I could finish my sentence. “Who gave you the audacity to talk to me in such manner?” she barked. I smirked. “It’s giving melted plastic.” “Cupid , my dear, you literally can’t do anything worse than sending me to a 24-hour sex marathon or signing me up for a world record—‘woman who fucked 20 men in 3 hours.’ Go ahead,” I purred, my voice dripping with sarcasm.

He quickly accepted and gulped, “I want to but ... Fuck! I keep seeing how my Mother died. It hurts! It hurts so much.” Shaking, Hudson gulped down his drink and approached him and gave him a strong nape. “Do you want to follow me? Abhaya loathed me to death. Don't make me imitate you fool, where someone is loved, they still repent. Fuck dude, ‘don’t follow in my footsteps! Except for this Azael ... Our friend is sober.” Azael and Cuhen laughed as they raised their drinks. "I bet, you'll cry blood like us," Cuhen said simply.

"Well, it's okay if you'll not answer my question, I know the answer, anyway. I don't need a boyfriend and I will never fall in love with someone else, not until I graduated and find a job." "Oh, don't be so sure. You don't control your fate nor your destiny. Who knows when will cupid targets your heart? Don't say things of a sudden, you might eat what you're saying right now. You might fall in love, anytime, anywhere. No one knows. Once you feel such an emotion that is so foreign to you, it's what you call love and when that happens, I won't help you. Even though you're my cousin. Let's see how you chew your words right now."

I implored even though I knew it would fall on deaf ears. “ you will know no peace until you bring back my may. He's there with her and how are we sure he hasn't ravished her by now. I haven't even tasted her and someone else__” “Cupid!” I screamed out loud garnering the attention of Adrian who looked at me as though I'd finally lost my mind. That was all it needed to hide its head. It makes me lose my mind then it shots its gutters and lets me fix the mess it created.

Azael laughed as he sat on the lone couch. "I assumed you were dead. Whoever shot you is a fucking wimp." Cuhen said. She's not sure if he's joking or serious. "When else will we be able to have coffee at your funeral?" Cuhen's words made her laugh in private. She, too, couldn't wait for Satan to kill Hudson one day. "We're only here to see you if you're still alive, dude!" Zyd Caiden grinned as he sat down next to her but still a long distance away. He's a Canadian.

he asked curiously. Cupid smiled "That is me, but you can call me Cupid" he answered, Ricky balked "Cupid? Like THE cupid? Where is your bow and arrow? Where are your wings?" Shotgunning questions. He still did not believe his own eyes. Cupid smirked "I dont use the bow and arrow any more, come on man, that is sooooo fifteen hundreds. Now I use the chat services! and I cant just walk around with my wings out now can I? come on that would raise way too many questions. Anything else?"