Bad Cupid Novels & Stories

I kicked her the ribs before I am able to slip out of the back door. I almost didn’t get out of the back door before Holden walked in. I wanted to stay and watch Mayson bleed. Seeing my handiwork was exciting. I didn’t want to kill her, just hurt her badly enough to incapacitate her for a long time. If there were long lasting effects, that would be a plus. I had not planned on hitting her quite that hard, but the result was more than I expected. Her head wound was bleeding pretty badly. She was in a full blow panic attack which made it easier for me to sneak up and hit her on the head. The romantic dinner turned into a disaster thanks to my little plan with Jennifer. She will never trust Hol

something or someone to erase that image. The VIP room greeted him with laughter, clinking glasses, and heat-soaked indulgence. “Hey! Bro! What? Are you done brooding outside?” his friend called, arms wrapped around two men who clung to him like a leech. Matthew rolled his eyes then slid onto the sofa. He lifted a glass of wine and let the warm, bitter liquid trickle down his throat, savoring the burn. It’s been weeks since I drank.... the doctor forbade it. But tonight, I don’t care.

Fortunately, money makes things move as fast as you need them to. My assistant, Cupid, was in my office that night, making arrangements. After his thirty days were up at the Cortez casino, he came back to the ‘den of sin’ as he liked to call the Snake Eyes. He said he enjoyed working for the brothers, but preferred the debauchery of the Snake Eyes. I can’t say I blame him. I do as well.

He sad proudly Mara who's waiting for his proud show off interrupted their conversation "Before opening this cake can young master Puck press this Button? Young master Puck opened the big birthday cake box and it revealed an imagery bikini shape, he laughed Lavishiously then pressed the button "Young master can I help you record this moment of happiness?" Mara asked taking out her phone "Yeah sure!" The young champ said and posed narcissistically just then the cake bursted splashing white paste to his face... Then a sound came from the device planted into the cake... "Puck Morgan, I wish you a life full of darkness and suffering thank you for making me the laughing stock of my family after c

But unfortunately, I didn't get to be in his team. "Whatcha thinking about?" Megan asked "Just feeling sorry for Skinny over there. He'll be dead in less than a minute" "He's already dead" Then I looked and saw that Skinny's head had been bitten off by Tara, one of the contestants. She'd shifted and then given Skinny the fatal blow. I looked at her and she stared at me straight in the eyes. "Sad stuff" I murmured "Hehe, now she's gonna get it" Megan chuckled "What?" "Look"

As soon as it ended, I left right away and drowned myself in alcohol. I visited Remy in rehab as frequently as I could. “Shouldn’t you be with Hailey, groveling? You know, there’s a Filipino culture when courting a girl. The man plays guitar outside the house and sings for her. Why don’t you try it? It might work.” I glared at him. “Just get better, asshole.” “What do you think I’m doing? It’s not that I can threaten my bones to heal fast.” He chuckled.

Welsh and Jonz arrived at the hospital with jude. Jude was seriously bleeding, "Help Help" Mr.welsh exclaimed, a doctor arrived and took Jude to the surgery room for surgery. After the surgery, the doctor met Mr.Welsh and Jonz, the doctor told them that Jude is alive and that he is still sleeping, "Take me to him" Mr.welsh replied. The doctor took Mr. Welsh to Jude (who was still sleeping). Mr.Welsh called the captain on phone, he told the captain that he had arrested the murderer, that he shot the murderer and the murderer is in the hospital recovering, he requested for back up at the hospital. When the backup arrived , he and Jonz left the hospital

"Day three." "I resurface," Lucian said. "Publicly. It needs to look like I've accepted the loss and I'm moving on. Something that confirms to Adrian I'm no longer a variable." "You'd be drawing attention back to yourself." "Controlled attention. The kind that makes him feel safe enough to move." Kael closed the folder. The servers hummed against the wall. Outside the high windows the afternoon light was already changing, the city moving toward evening without any awareness of what was being assembled in this room.

Floating in pitch black Michaels senses were dulled no sight, no sound, no smell only his thoughts. "What the fuck is going on, Where the fuck am I? It's so dark I can't see shit what happened?.......... Oh....yeah...I remember now. My precious Mom, Dad and my brothers killed me. They didn't even say why? I wish I could kill them all. Every last one of them. I will put them on there knees and slit there fucking throats WHY?? WHY?? WHY???" Michaels rage and anger was rising " You will pay for this my precious fucking family I PROMISE "

Josh sounded so serious which was something that happened once in a while. "I'm listening." "Please consider what I am about to say seriously and do it for the sake of your twins, okay." "Spill," I replied, sounding impatient and irritated. "I want you to consider your in-law's offer and go live with them." "Never," I shouted, drawing attention to us. "The Badmus are powerful people, they have nothing to lose as Elena is easily controlled by them. If you continue this way you might not see your child even after their birth." I looked straight into my friend's eyes, and somehow understood where he was coming from.