Novel & Cerita Cupid's Personality

Hiding himself among the fighters. I can’t help but giggle at him being put in his place by a woman. Luke joins us. “So, you’re an item now?” He smirks. I nod. “Yes. We decided last night.” “Hey! That’s great!” He slaps my arm. “I knew you could do it.” He grins. Wren laughs. “Luke Jackson, our resident Cupid.” He shrugs. “I just got a nose for these things.” “I’m sure Alexi didn’t have anything to do with it.” Wren tilts her head to him.

Cupid watched the name for a bit. This user was extremely active. Like too active. He would join in every conversation, and message every person. Cupid was fairly sure it was a He, it had a blue name, and was listed as male. Though with things the way they were, you still could not be completely sure any longer. Cupid finally asked in the chat "Hey, Dyeing, can we chat a bit?" the name went quiet. -------------------------------------------------------

His gray eyes sparkle as he says something, but there’s no sound to the image. The scene fades to him on the front lawn, tossing Codi in the air and catching her while she squeals and giggles. Every time he catches her, he gives her a kiss on the nose, then tosses her up again. I don’t think I’ve ever seen him so happy. I look at my feet for a moment. Of all the werewolves, this is the one she thinks I would be a match with? It’s just Milo. Okay Kas, think. Eros? If memory serves me correctly, he is more commonly known as Cupid. I guess it would make sense that the Goddess of Love would know him. Regardless… Milo?

Love has a unique effect on people. Love? In the case of his bestfriend Cuhen, maybe. He isn't a believer in the fucking shite known as love. Everyone has their own set of beliefs, and he's clearly missing something. He's most likely not human. He believes every woman who calls him a heartless devil. It would be much better if they referred to him as a robot. "I'm going to take a break on my yacht." Dupes, I'll see you around."

space because he literally has bought most of it Personality Traits: Brilliant but impatient with incompetence Calculated risk-taker (sometimes to a fault) Genuinely curious about people if they're interesting Terrible at small talk; would rather sit in silence Dark humor that makes people uncomfortable Protective of people he loves, to the point of obsessiveness Struggles with emotional expression (shows love through action, not words)

Christopher asked with indignation. “Me? I’m the nice Hudson brother,” Trevor said frantically. “Love is not necessary for me.” “Necessary or not, Cupid has struck you,” Christopher stated smugly. “Deep down, you know I’m speaking the truth. That’s why you’re looking like you want to slit your wrist right now.”

I raised a brow. “Even if I do believe that you want to take the role of Cupid, give me one good as to why. Please don’t give me the shit that you care about them or something. You don’t seem to be that kind of person.” I said bluntly and his grin widened, the mischief returning in his eyes. “Bold for you to assume what type of a person I am. I can be a caring person too, you know? Having a good heart and a dark past that screwed me up?” He gave me an innocent look and I rolled my eyes.

And I've made peace with the fact that I'm going to marry a whore. She was chosen for me, I have no choice. It hurts me when I think of a horrible Luna she'll become. I have my own ideal Luna that I want. I want a strong and kind-hearted person who'll be able to advise and help me lead. Candy's not all that, she's liked by all the male in our Pack because she is the IT GIRL and all the female suck up to her because she bully's them and because she's the IT GIRL.

He closes his eyes again and yawns, like we're discussing the weather. I run a hand through my hair, trying to process this. At first when I met him, I was so sure he had DID. Maybe some other personality disorder. Because he has so many sides to him, so many versions that don't fit together. There's Golden Cade—the one who helps people, who steals the spotlight, who everyone loves. There's Friend Cade—the one who listens even when he doesn't understand, who shows up when you need him. Then there's the new one. Quinn Cade. That one's complex. Softer. More human.

It had been so long he got a good look at his own face, since he touched the flesh of his own face and now that he gets to do it every night with Freya gazing at him like he was God's finest work, he wanted nothing to do with the silicone again. For a while the world has come to a slow halt, nothing interesting happening. Vendetta has been growing bigger and better, Zach got better everyday, now he runs around the whole place and infects the whole children's ward with his sweet personality, nothing from ‘the outlaws’, Babatunde has been laying low, Freya keeps giving him this look that sends butterflies swarming his stomach and Pippa has been less cautious around him. That was one thing he w