Cupid Hearts Novels & Stories

Sheila asked angrily. "Calm down, baby. I'm not here to see you. I'm here with my future husband," Ciara said with a grin which shocked and confused Sheila. "And who's your future husband? Ciara, must you play jokes even on our wedding anniversary?" Sheila said, her voice already laced with anger. "Enough, She came here with me, so you back off," Richard intervened, growing tired of the bickering between Sheila and Ciara. "Oh, do you hear that, you loser and pest of a woman?" Ciara said throwing her tongue out in disgust.

"I am sorry you all had to see me like this." "What was that thing you did bowing to the ground?" One of the new men asked. "Old ritual that most don't do anymore. We do it before eating any hearts of any kind, including candy ones." We held hearts sacred, both ones we eat and the ones we don't. I only ever lost one heart that I held sacred. My mates heart. It was either his heart or the hearts of the innocents he was going to kill. So, I killed him, but these tigers didn't need to know it yet.

He averts his gaze back to her; "You can go home now, Camilla…" God, the way the words sound on his lips! I am dead! Cupid killed me yet again with one more shot. He brings out a handkerchief, hanging it over to me. I feel like my heart is twerking to Cardi b in my chest. He says to me in his raspy voice, his tone dominant like he is giving a command to a child. “...clean up, Peanut!…You are stained!” Was he making a period joke? Or was it just my head that made it sound like a period joke?… probably the latter.

I had already accepted that I might die, but no one could face death without fear. Outside, a group of zombies quickly approached him. "Your Majesty, are you truly going to marry that delicious human inside?" "She's nothing more than a tool. We're not human—why should I keep a promise to her? With Victor Lorant a teammate down, he's no match for me. Ready the troops. In three days, we'll crush the human camp." He gave the order and strode away to prepare.

0 – Heartfelt emotions – Past heartbreaks are shared, bonding them emotionally and sexually. 122. Study Alone – Lingering touches – Hands graze over papers and legs, teasing escalating to heated kisses. 123. Dorm Room Storm 3.0 – Ultimate passion – Thunder outside mirrors the heat inside; fully steamy and intimate scene. 124. Midnight Heartbeats – Pride surrendered – Both surrender fully to desire and love, pride finally broken. 125. Campus Festival 3.0 – Public flirting, private passion – Playful touches in public, intimate encounters in private. 126. First Official Love Confession – Words and hearts aligned – Verbal declaration of love seals their emotional journey.

He couldn't accept my rejection, couldn't comprehend the depth of my disappointment. "Whether right or wrong, I don't care anymore, what matters now is you, us," he said, his voice a low rumble, his words a desperate plea for connection. I stood there, caught between the intensity of his desire and the clarity of my own heart. The night was filled with unspoken words, with the echoes of a love that was both beautiful and dangerous.

She added. "Ady I will find something to hold upon but not someone. I am not ready for this. I know you and everyone wants me to settle down and see me happy, but trust me settling down won't make me happy. I can't trust anyone, it's just so complicated."I said "Okay fine we will talk about this later but before let's go to the park before those love birds send a search team for us. I met them in the park and they were so worried about you."

She looked down at the beautiful bouquet of flowers in her lap, feeling overwhelmed by the depth of his sudden affection. "Thank you for these flowers," she said, her eyes misty. "Its so beautiful..." She said. "Is it ?" Landon asked eyeing the flowers for moment. Crystal found a small card in between the flowers. She pull out the mini card and opened it. "A single rose symbolise love at first sight, two roses mean mutual love, six says i want to be yours, none signifies eternal love!"

** In the bloom of youth, when hearts are unburdened by the weight of years, desire and passion between a young couple are like an unquenchable fire, fierce and untamed, casting a warm, radiant glow on the canvas of their lives. As their fingers brush against one another, igniting sparks of electricity, a symphony of emotions unfolds. The palpable tension between them is electric, an attraction so potent that it defies all logic and reason. Their love story is a vibrant tapestry, woven with threads of longing, yearning, and the thrill of discovery.

In this honeymoon suite, our hearts take flight, Forever together, in love's sweet light. *-*-* *-*