Cupid And Valentine's Day Novels & Stories

I could hear my ringing tone blasting from the other end of the room, how far did I drop it last night? It was Nathan who was calling me, I frowned as my eyes combated the caller ID, and I was unable to answer the phone call. I remember Travis said something about Guillotine, if I remember correctly, Guillotine is the author of the book Valentine’s Day. I picked up my phone and surfed through the internet. “Valentine’s Day,” I said aloud as I typed it into the search bar, it took a few seconds to load, and when the information came. “February 14, is also known as Valentine’s Day.”

I am in that honey moon phase of my relationship with Chris and how much l pray it stays like this for long. School hasn't changed much, difference sometimes is he comes to pick me up at my apartment and pick Kayla afterwards. Chris has been going for practice and as a good girlfriend l go for each and every game except for the days Kayla got the flu. They say when you happy days move by without even noticing and that's what's happening.

I smiled as I clasped the necklace around my neck. He stood across from me, grinning like an idiot. This Valentine’s Day may have started off as a complete disaster, but the ending wasn’t that bad at all.

Valerian intended to mark Isolde as his own on their wedding night, a declaration of their eternal devotion. As the day of their wedding drew near, the world around them seemed to shimmer with their shared anticipation. Yet, destiny held a cruel twist in its grasp. Two days before their union, Valerian encountered his soulmate – a bond that defied all logic, a connection stronger than any he had ever known.

“February the fourteenth. What’s special about today?” Serenity inquired before it hit her. Curling her lips, she answered, “Oh, Valentine’s Day. I don’t have any concept of special occasions. Every day is Valentine’s Day to us when we’re in a good place in our relationship. Valentine’s Day means nothing if we don’t get along.” “I knew you won’t pay any mind to special occasions. Your husband must be the same. I don’t see him having anything planned yet.” “Did Mr. Bucham do anything for you?”

Indeed, Cupid had refused to shoot her arrows. People stopped falling in love with one another. There was no praise for Venus, her temples stood empty, her altars unadorned. No marriages were taking place and no new births. The world became grim and dreary in a day. Without love, all songs and laughter died. All work halted.

"Forwarded by: Compu-Cupid To: Valentine Holiday Hi there. My name is Cora, and according to Compu-Cupid, we're a perfect match. I'd love to meet you and talk, maybe over coffee. Let me know if that's okay with you. (By the way, love the photo. The strategically placed hearts are very cute.)"

"He told me he had something special planned. I guess this was it, damn it." "Valentine's Day?" Max parroted. "Yeah, you know. Big day for lovers? Hearts and flowers? Candy? Wine? Maybe jewelry? Big romantic dinner? The works?" "Valentine's Day," Max said again, taking another swallow of beer. "You say that like it's a foreign concept," she snarked. "It happens every February fourteenth. Surely you've heard of it before. Sent flowers to your gaggle of females. Oh, wait. You probably have so many, you order an assistant do it. Someone at the team complex."

"Hello I am Cupid the god of Love, and I am here to help you find your special person, thank you for agreeing to my assistance" She stood there with a wide eyed, opened mouthed stare. He chuckled at her and continued "There are some rules to our agreement. You can not tell anyone that I am helping you. If you do, all the blessings of love will be stripped from your soul forever. You can not tell anyone about me and my powers, if you do, the blessing of love will be stripped from your soul forever. Last but not least, you can not refuse my assistance from this point forwards. The hands of fate will not be allowed to change once I have set them on a course."