Cupid And Valentine's Day Novels & Stories

"I can't thank you more for the chance you have given me to prove that I am no longer the person you knew; masked and devil." Val cleared her throat, making me realise that she was waiting for my attention to be transferred to her. "You're marrying me, Mister Cupid, right?" I chuckled, withdrawing my arms from her parents. I was now holding her hands as we faced the altar where the priest was standing, looking at us. After the sermon, we are now in exchanging of vows along with our rings to be worn. "I know that we are all excited to witness their first legal kiss, but let us first listen to their vows. Let us start with the handsome groom."

Well, she should. Where does that leave my love life? Vamps, other fae, demons. What do I hate? All of those things. If I’m lucky I can convince a sweet shifter girl to let me take her out, maybe she’s too dumb to realize what I am. Maybe she’s willing to accept it. That’s exactly what happened on February 14, 2010. Valentine’s Day. I remember it like it just yesterday. Straight up shot with cupid’s arrow.

“Harry, why are you hitting a little girl? If people find out, it won’t make us look good. Why don’t we make a bet for five hundred thousand?” Harry seemed interested. “Sounds fun. What’s the bet?” The man smiled meaningfully and replied, “It’s Valentine’s Day. Let’s see if she can sell 200 roses at the night market.” Everyone laughed in response. “Someone who can’t even talk selling flowers? Are you serious?” “Come on, man. You’re not planning on letting her go, are you?” I thought that I would be rescued, but I ended up in a worse situation instead. When Harry saw how hopeless I looked, he quickly agreed to the bet.

"What's a valentine? Why do I see people passing around flowers and sweets in some parts of the Kingdom?" "Hmmm, who are they giving those gifts to?" "I mostly see boys and men give their ladies these things and call them their valentine. Why valentine?! It feels like they're coming for me!!! They can't do that!!" His mother laughed at his adorable angry face. She tapped his nose and made the six year old prince sit on her lap. "Valentine's Day is a celebration of romantic love." "What's that??" the young prince asked wide eyed. "A sacred love shared between a couple. Like those men and women you had seen."

I breathe out snappily as his finger draws circles around my tummy before he moves them up a little, his finger trailing across the area below my breasts before he takes them back down as hooks his fingers around the waistband of my pants then leaving it to denounce against my skin. "Valentine cupcake. Today is Valentine, and I'm guessing you must know what that means so what are you giving me. " He inches closer to me, his fingers now playing with my belly button. I try to distract myself from what he's doing to me and think of what he just said now. Did he just saw today is Valentine? Like the lovers' day? Real valentine? How the hell did that skipped my mind? Well technically, I don't rea

But whoever Zane falls in love with, she is going to fully support her son. Valentines’ Day is another fun-filled day in the university, not only for couples, but also for people who are secretly crushing on their university friends. It is always exciting to receive or give flowers and chocolates. So, just like how the university is filled with hearts everywhere, Keira excitedly gave her cookies to Theo first. “Wow! Thank you so much!” “Oh, how sweet of you Keira.” Zeev butted in, eyeing the other cute packs of cookies.

It was very lifelike, and when the reporters saw it, they began to take pictures excitedly. “Every person wants to be their partner one and only,” the Auction Master continued. “But how many relationships actually last? Typically, love fades, but that needn’t be so. Ancient Egyptians created Cupid’s Arrow for use by Pharaoh on his beloved concubines. The interesting thing about Cupid’s Arrow is that it has a built-in fail-safe. If, after taking it, you betray the person that you have committed yourself to, your heart will seize, and you will die.”

Let us begin the journey! |...| February 14, 2021. Valentine's day. The amount of resent I have this day is equal to how much you will detest me. This is just like any other day with an extra touch of jealousy, and sometimes I wish all the surrounding couples become as miserable as I am. I don't particularly like romance; I find it useless, but I've always been curious, why do people go as far as throwing away your life for the sake of someone else that may not feel the same? I've never been able to fathom an answer.

The clock struck midnight, and the air buzzed with the soft, sweet scent of roses wafting through my open window. Valentine's Day. Lovers’ Day. A day meant for chocolates, kisses, and promises whispered in candlelight. A day that should’ve felt special—romantic, even. But instead, I was alone in my apartment, sitting on the edge of my bed, staring at the quiet screen of my phone.

concludes the cute employee, showing ambition. “You know, I say that because I’ve worked here for many years. He, even though he is chubby, is one of the men most desired by women... from the youngest to the crowned. However, she is only interested in reading...” finishes the more experienced woman, whispering in her co-worker's ear. The night without books makes the redhead notice the environment and the people around him. And coincidentally, the scene throughout the city is quite festive. It was Valentine's Day, a traditionally important date in the city. Everywhere you look, what you notice most are couples in love.