Bad Cupid Novels & Stories

🦋 CATALINA 🦋 Just one glass was a terrible idea; two sips were enough to make me realize that. I tasted something… weird, and I feel even weirder. What’s wrong with me? “Oh, c’mon, drink it all in one go; don’t you trust me?” Nevan cheers, and of course, I’d rather trust the vampires and Werewolves threatening my life with my life than trust him. He’s a poisonous serpent pretending to be a harmless lizard, but I know better.

“ He came over and told the others to quit it and offered to be my friend. Look, I don’t know what he did, but he has a good heart. Not always the most smarts, but…I won’t push and I won’t ask, but if you wanna talk I’m here.” We spend the night going over the moves and some Ideas for doing a duet performance of “Unholey” By Sam Smith and Kim Petras and laughing over The Birdcage. Candy makes us frozen Margaritas but only lets me have one while she has two. We get cleaned up and Cade gives me a spare pair of sweats and an oversized t-shirt. “Listen to me sweetie, I know you are putting on a good face but are still feelin’ hurt. I am here and I mean it. If you want to cry or talk or you want

while they were half a way to canteen,Nicky got a call. " Hii..Baby.." Kevin was on the call. " Hello.." " where are you?I am waiting for you outside your classroom." " Ohh.. sorry.Just wait there I'm reaching within five minutes." Nicky said and hung up his call. " I am so sorry guys.Please don't mind,i had to go because my boyfriend is waiting for me." She said in her sulking voice. " It's okay..you go." Nia replied. " you guys carry on and get to know each other. Bye.."

Mom said irritably. " Brian's father owes Big D, apparently Mr. Tremblay isn't just some wealthy businessman, he has men who do dirty work for Big D, in order words he trains boys to become assassins for Big D's use." My mom dropped her wine glass and sat up on the chair. " I'm gonna need you to sit down Mason." " Fine" Mason said sitting down. " Go on"

As I stared at the chandelier swaying on the ceiling, I thought of the champagne flutes we'd prepared for the wedding that morning. It seemed we would never reach the day of sharing that final toast. Darkness swallowed me whole. 'Julian, we will never see each other again.'

"Just a day. Why would you want to know, if I may ask, Miss?" He cocked his head at me. "Is there a cure for it?" I asked him, ignoring his question. "The victims can be saved if treated early enough. But once the poison reached the victim's heart, the creature can not be saved from death." "You have to leave now Lila! We don't have much time left." Amber urged me and I left immediately. "Miss! The Zeta doesn't agree with you leaving the room. Miss!" Cyrus yelled after me but I ignored him, dashing out of the room.

I muttered. Maya gave me a look. "Going to?" she repeated. "Girl, it’s already online." My stomach dropped. "What?" She slowly pulled out her phone. "Oh no." "Oh yes." She turned the screen toward me. Someone had uploaded a video from the hallway argument already. The caption read: Campus golden boy caught between fiancée and side chick??? I felt sick instantly. "Side chick?" I repeated quietly. Maya grabbed my hand immediately. "Ignore the caption. People online are stupid." But the damage was already done. Thousands of views. Dozens of comments and growing. I pushed the phone away. "I can’t do this."

Not answering your phone and staying out all night? "Catherine, don't tell me you didn't want to marry that cripple from the Astor family, so you went off to mess around with some random man. "Even if… even if you're about to marry a cripple, you shouldn't degrade yourself like that. If something happened to you, how would we explain it to the Astor family?" I said, "Where I go and who I'm with is none of your business. I'm an adult. I have two hands and two feet, and I'm perfectly capable of taking responsibility for myself.

Cara My rock bottom is a dirty martini in an upscale hotel bar. It's drinking on my husband's dime—my ex-husband's dime—and knowing full well this money won't last much longer. It's having no friends, no prospects, no income, alone in a strange city with nowhere else to go. But at least I have a dirty martini and another on the way. "Excuse me, miss?" The bartender is a young guy with an ironic mustache. He leans across the bar and, based on his body language, maybe that second drink isn't coming after all. "Your card was declined."

The rival MC. “Hell of a welcoming party,” Jax muttered, pulling Sienna behind him. One of the bikers swung off his ride, stepping forward. He was massive, bald, with a snake tattoo curling up his neck. He grinned, all teeth. “Evenin’, Maddox. Brought us a little present, I see.” His gaze slid to Sienna like a knife. Sienna’s pulse hammered. “Jax—” “Shut up,” Jax growled, low and protective.