Cartman And Cupid Me Novels & Stories

Granny Bridget asked as she brought me a cup of coffee. It had rained throughout the day, heavily at that and he didn’t come. I was curled in a corner in my room, staring at the message on the pack’s group chat. ‘ They look perfect together’ ‘I wish someone would look at me the way Alpha Trent looks at Beta Arianna’ ‘They’re the perfect couple’ ‘He called off his wedding because of her’ ‘Are we sure they’re not mates?’ ‘I bet Luna Celine also agree.’ I let the tear slid down my face and sniffled, Granny Bridget pulled me into a warm hug and I cried silently.

Carter cooed friendly, waving at my brothers who just looked back at him blankly. "Who is this, Ryry?" "Is he your lover?" "Why ish he in a wheewchair?" "Who is the girl in the relationship?" "Did you buy me Skittles?" Some strange emotion swirled in Carter's dark eyes and soon a wholehearted laughter escaped his sexy mouth. "Hey, boys! Uhm... This is my friend, Carter. No, he isn't my lover. And no, I didn't buy Skittles, Sky. I told you I’m not going to the shop.”

"That's pretty much what I said in all of mine too." "So was there really a picture of me in nothing but strategically placed hearts?" Her mouth went dry at the thought - apparently all the moisture in her body was now between her legs. "Umm... No. Is there such a picture?" If so, she wanted it. He shook his head. "Hell no." "So Compu-Cupid is even changing the emails we send one another through the site?" That was pretty terrifying. His lips set in a grim line. "Apparently." "So what do we do?"

Who's this handsome hunk? 👥️️ He looks charming and amazing 👥️️ His slow strides and composure makes me want him more 👥️️ He could pass for a model I just smiled as I sat down. I removed my sunglasses and people kept gasping 👥️️ Marry me, Carter 👥️️ He doesn't seem to age at all 👥️️ His wife would be so lucky They started clicking my pictures and I made sure to pose for them so they'd take it well. The waiter who came to attend to me couldn't stop blushing and smiling

I lean in close enough to feel his breath fan against my skin, as I sneak the handcuff key out of his pocket. While he was still distracted by my little act, I unlocked the handcuffs, and pushed him away with all my strength, making him fall at the impact. Just as I was about to run away, the sound of a clap got my attention, making me turn back to see what was happening, and there he was, standing tall with an amusing smile on his lips. It was Tristan. Tristan's amused voice cut through the tension-filled air. "Well, well, well. I didn't know you were so street-smart, darling." He chuckled, a playful glint in his eyes.

Angel Ellenor immediately laughed at my face. "You look really upset! You know what? With your temperament like that, if you were human, you could grow old and die quickly. Lucky you're an angel!" "Don't provoke my emotions Ellenor!"I cried. Ellenor just smiled casually, then flew up alongside Cupid Cherry. After a long journey, we finally met that Cupid. His name is Cupid Thomas.

But then again, Cupid is real, so why not aliens? “Andromeda…” he said my name, his husky voice sending shivers down my spine. “Whatever I tell you now, please don’t be afraid of me. Remember, you’re my soulmate—my bangwi soh—and I would never hurt you.” He said it so sincerely, and I only managed to nod. Before he could continue, the door opened again and Izar stepped in. He wore the same outfit as his twin, but instead of a sword at his waist, two axes were strapped to his back. He looked at the two of us and raised a brow at his brother’s appearance.

He replies, laying the charm on thick, his power of charisma and charm feeling the room. "Cupid," I growl out in warning. "Sorry. Sorry." Cupid replies, bowing dramatically, "I was just trying to help the mood a little. "Alright, dears, I'll be back. Please enjoy. It was a pleasure meeting you." And with that, he pops away again. "I like him," Katrina responds; her cheeks are already brightening from the two glasses of champagne she chugged, which makes me smile at her. God, I love this woman.

I added. Our father rubbed his chin for a few seconds as he seemed to be mulling over our words. "Do you have a picture of your mate?" He asked. I nodded and pulled out my phone. I handed it to him and I noticed instantly how he froze. His mouth hung slight open and he looked mesmerized with her picture. A knot formed in my stomach upon realization. This mate ceremony was not going to go smoothly.

My heart raced as I awaited his reaction, hoping he would understand. Cain turned to face me, his expression filled with sympathy and genuine concern. "I’m sorry you haven’t received your wolf yet, Mika," he said softly, stepping closer. The warmth in his voice was comforting, and before I could respond, he enveloped me in a warm hug. His hand found its way to my back, rubbing gently in a soothing gesture that melted some of my worries away. "How about I treat you to a ride on my wolf’s back while you hold the lunch bag?" he suggested with a hopeful smile. The idea sparked a flicker of excitement, and I couldn’t help but beam in return.