Cupid's Arrow Novels & Stories

The pitch black color muddled with purple glossy shimmer was singing the wails of its precision and power. A harmonious blend of two highly sought-after materials from two distinct advanced civilizations, these arrows are a true representation of what can be achieved when worlds collide. A hybrid unparalleled strength and flexibility. "Gosh!! They look gorgeous…," Creed muttered with awe while examining the arrows. "And they're quite sturdy too!" "Awesome. So, 245 arrows… hmm. If I can use one arrow three times, then it should last me 2-3 hunts," he calculated. His digital watch suddenly rang, breaking his concentration. It was Rolin, confirming the delivery. Creed answered immediately.

he murmured near my ear. My pulse quickened. My fingers trembled slightly as he placed his hands over mine, adjusting my grip. His touch was firm yet careful. My stomach fluttered with something I couldn’t quite name. I could smell his cologne crisp, dark, intoxicating. “Now,” he said quietly. “Shoot.” I took a breath and released the string. The arrow flew through the air, striking the eight. My eyes widened in disbelief. "Oh my gosh! I did it!" I squealed, turning instinctively and throwing my arms around him.

He turned it around and aimed at Valen whose heart skipped a beat. Aldridge reached out for the bow and fixed everything all in. He positioned himself, almost like he intended to shoot Lucan. He smirked and then lowered his hand. "Do you know the name of this arrow? It's called Arrow of Death. No one can ever survive its heat. This arrow pierces through your whole body and brings out your heart." He explained and put the arrow and bow back. Lucan looked away, his lips parted as he tried to exhale in relief. His whole body shook because he thought he was a target.

Caspian pulled her into his arms, “I missed you too, I was going to come to your chambers tonight.” Aurora wrapped her hands around his torso, “I couldn’t wait.” Caspian pulled back and he took the bow and arrow and placed it in her hands, he came behind her and held her hands as he helped her to aim. The arrow hit the bullseye and she was surprised that he was so great at it. He took another arrow and did the same thing. Caspian took the bow and arrow, he set it down. He took her hand and they went down the stairs

Shoot! The arrows were shot precisely at each of the targets. The arrows changed the trajectory when the unrelated target was in the way and pierced the heart of the right target. Orange. His GIFT was Art and Creative Manipulation. In other words, he could manifest his art to come alive. Furthermore, manipulating his art had no limit, making him an overpowered character most of the time. In a short time, the unwanted pests were killed. “You, gasoline scent, I am your opponent. And you!” He pointed to Ayham. “My partner is waiting for you at the ground level. Trudging along.”

I am not a man of love. "Cupid is the Roman god of love. He is often displayed as a baby with an arrow. People say that when Cupid shoots it's arrow at someone, that person falls in love. Aphrodite on the other hand is..." "I know who she is, was unfortunate to have a project done on her while I was in school. Anyway whoever that your Cupid is, ask him to shoot his arrow at Iris Adelana. I don't want to be the only victim in this."

In the middle of her falling down something caught her. Warm strong arms embraced her before a single bit of her could touch the floor. A soft soothing voice caught her ear. "It is ok, it is not that big a deal" He says and then pecks her on the cheek. A golden light forms and a small crest appears on her cheek where he kissed. The crest is of an arrow piercing a heart. It glows before vanishing. Cupid sighs. "You have received my blessing" He says a little sadness in his voice. She is too shy to ask about it concentrating on the blessing he had just bestowed on her.

I throw my head back on the pillow /=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=/=*=/=

He slowly slipped to the back of the crowd, picking a bow and an arrow laced with wolfsbane as he went. As soon as he got to the back of the crowd where he was sore that no one could see him, he quickly aimed a shot at Damien’s chest and fired. The silence that followed soon after was deafening, but almost immediately the crowd broke out into a wild frenzy. It was almost as if everything Ariel had been saying had been falling on deaf ears. Ariel, on the other hand, felt a pang of pain shoot through her body l, as soon as the arrow pierced through Damien ’s heart and he fell.