Cupid At Psyche Story Novels & Stories

Xavier smirked and glared her sleeping figure with his psychotic eyes as he spoke in a spooky tone. “You gotta deal with this Psycho” His lips abruptly curved up into a creepy smile. His eyes gleamed with a menacing spark. He licked his lips and pressed them on her dried ones as he kissed her hungrily. Xavier gripped her chin and slowly parted her lips to insert his tongue. He started devouring her mouth, he couldn't get enough of her sweet taste. He played with her dried tongue while the poor girl was fast asleep oblivious to all his sinful acts. His tongue caressed the roof of her mouth. Pleasurable groans escaped his mouth as he kissed her as if his life was dependent on it. He sucked her

Amber P. O. V My heart pierce in uncountable pieces knowing maybe this is the last text I'm seeing him. I'm no stupid for not considering the highest possibilities of me ended up dead. And he has his fated mate waiting for him out there, I have no right to divide the couple goddess of moon made herself. A little part of me still wants to step back and run in the warmth of his arms, a place where I'm sure no harm can ever reach me again but I can't be selfish to clash in destiny's plan, I'm just a mere human I have no power to fight it.

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.”

I try to hide the skepticism, but fail miserably. “No, and yes.” He sways his head back and forth. “You probably heard the story that… Kas… destroyed her first mate. Yeah?” “Yeah. The Goddess Psyche had to counsel her for centuries and wipe him from her memory.” “Well, what if I told you she didn’t destroy him? What if he agreed to become the essence of her safe house to help protect her and the rest of the Mavri Magea for the rest of eternity? The reason I have no scent is because the scent of the apartment is my scent?”

He did not write further but he realized that Nathaniel also loved Alessandra when he closed his eyes, accepting her decision which was clear by her attack, even though he had a power to fight back at that time. Alessandra really did not hit him heartlessly. His love was toxic, which found purification, just like Hades’. But someone said right, pairs come from above. Alessandra belonged to Hades. “Why are you looking at me like that?” He asked her abruptly, making her blink in realization. Now he realized she was continuously looking at him. “I was just beholding you. You’re a beautiful creation of God, after all.” He chuckled, listening to her. She smirked before holding his chin, turning h

The statue was said to be ahead of its time in 1787 by it sensual and romantic kiss shared between the lovers. It was based off a forbidden love story where Cupid and Psyche disobeyed their parents, suffered greatly because of their love, including trials and beatings, but somehow overcame it all and live happily fucking after. Talk about a meddling mother-in-law and shit. Not that what Amber and Leo had could compare to all the trials and tribulations of Psyche and Cupid, but it was hard not to see the comparisons in their own life stories. It was also nice to see they got the happy ending they deserved.

She couldn't focus on anything other than how her body reacted. “You’ll never find someone who understands you the way I do. Who loves you the way I do.” His words echoed in her head. That’s true, though. He knows her body chemistry more than she does herself. Kiara began to picture the kiss again, and gradually the feeling became a deeper, duller crimson, while her as yet unrelieved arousal rendered her hidden flower benumbed but still swollen.

There was a soft sound, and the potion glowed a faint blue. "There's nothing wrong with my potion. I'm the best Neuro Healer in Southia." He held the tube near my lips. "After 21 days, I'll come back and marry you, and we'll become the happiest couple." I turned my head away. "Why should I? I'm not a recycling center. Why do I have to accept a werewolf who cheated?" "That's slander! I haven't betrayed you!" Dylan was suddenly agitated, and his eyes reddened. "She's about to die. She doesn't have much time left, and she deserves my company!"

How could I believe in a love that would rob me of my pup? I neither begged him to stay nor urged him. I simply watched silently as his figure disappeared from my view. When the door clicked shut, I carefully pulled the potion from my bag. Its pale purple liquid shimmered like starlight, promising freedom and a new beginning. Still, it wasn't time to drink it yet. I kept the vial in the safety deposit box. Once everything was in order, I would sever the mate bond myself. 12 days remained before I could finally leave.