Cupid Hearts Novels & Stories

Does he recently find himself having too much Bubble Fruit in his inventory that he decided to throw it away? "Don't you find it weird? He has been tossing a lot of fruits already but why is it that there are no fruits on the surroundings as if it vanishes as soon as he tosses it away?" These were the kind of hush conversations that the students were having until one of the keen observers finally noticed the peculiarity of the situation and raised his observation within the class. Cupid's Ponies are a rare type of magical beast that somehow resembles a horse. But what set it apart from a typical horse is its colorful pair of wings and a single transparent horn with a pointy end protruding on

There is enough magic in this cottage for me to rid you of that fucking mark. ‘Eros, NO’ She screamed at him, but he was beyond listening. his hand went around her throat, squeezing it; his eyes dark with lust, ‘Stop calling me fucking Eros, I am Cupid, his twin.’ Tegan froze beneath him, ‘Tw, twin? Eros has a twin?’ Cupid growled, his eyes glowing gold, ‘Yes we are twins now spread your fucking legs hybrid, I am going to take you and Eros will be here soon then he will take you. When we make you ours, we will both mark you, and there is nothing Killian can do; he has no idea where you are.’

Elena took a steadying breath as she stepped into the lounge, her eyes adjusting to the warm, amber glow that softened each line and deepened every shadow. Chandeliers cast a dim, conspiratorial light over velvet seats and polished tables, the faint but familiar scent of bourbon and leather grounded her as she prepared for this meeting—a meeting she wasn’t sure she could trust.

“But what if I get my hopes up and then he breaks my heart? I’ve never been with anyone and I don’t think I want to carelessly risk everything for a’maybe’.” “As your therapist, you re right about not diving in when you haven’t fully healed from everything. You need to love yourself enough to be willing to take the risk of letting someone in enough for them to see your scars and help you heal.” I abruptly got up and started pacing about. “This doesn’t make sense, you want me to get my heart broken so you can keep making money from me. Is that is?” I spat. “Does my life interest you that much that the only help you can offer is one that will always benefit you?”

"What we need. Specifically. Particularly. Non-replicably." Cyrus held them, the terror that was subsiding, the presence that was replacing it, the love that was not conditional on survival but was absolutely, desperately, specifically invested in it. He felt Arthie's heart rate through the racing suit, the residual elevation that was normal, appropriate, the rhythm that was regular, the life that was continuing. "Your rate," he murmured, the doctor that was always present. "At Eau Rouge. One-sixty-five. Above threshold."

another apologizes and they ledve. Holy shit.

this treasure of love I cherish within my soul how much I love you♡♡♡ you'll never really know you bring a joy to my heart I've never felt before with each touch of your hand I love you more and more♡♡ whenever we say goodbye whenever we part I know I hold you dearly deep inside my heart ☆☆ so these seven words I pray you hold true forever and always I will love you♡♡♡ . . . you will be my first and last love for this life in my heart you will be forever . . meanwhile in the dark sky two love cupids evil angel and good angel evil angel : why are you looking depressed

There’s such a sad love Deep in your eyes a kind of pale jewel Open and closed within your eyes I’ll place the sky Within your eyes There’s such a fooled heart Beatin’ so fast In search of new dreams A love that will last Within your heart I’ll place the moon Within your heart As the pain sweeps through Makes no sense for you Every thrill is gone Wasn’t too much fun at all But I’ll be there for you When the world falls down Falling Falling down Falling in love I’ll paint you mornings of gold

But Jeffrey was oblivious to the shift in fortunes. His opportunity to play the hero had vanished. Cameron Walker, a childhood friend with whom I grew up, had stepped in to save my company. Quiet, reserved, and usually a man of few words, Cameron had always had a knack for caring for others. On the day we graduated from university, he revealed his long-held feelings for me. He confessed that he had reserved his heart for me, not allowing any other to claim a place.

“What is Cupid's arrow? “ I asked him, stretching myself out. I’d still felt like a Mack truck hit me, my lycan was healing my sore body, but I’d not fully recovered yet. The doctor handed me a bottle of water as he began to speak. I opened the bottle and took a drink. The cool liquid slid down my throat as I took another drink. “Cupid's arrow is an aphrodisiac. It comes in a form of dust that is sprinkled into either a drink or food. It is only used by mates who are trying to conceive." He said, his gray eyebrow forking at me. I spit my water out, covering the doctor in the water I was choking on. Coughing I sat straight up tapping my chest to help clear it. I cleared my throat, “Im sorry w