Cupid Shots の小説・ストーリー

Cupid warmly greeted June. June gave Cupid a weak smile and walked towards him. "Hello, Cupid," June said. Cupid gestured June to sit down his bright blue eyes sparkling with a knowing glint which always made June feel uncomfortable. "How have you been?" Cupid asked. "I am good," June muttered. Cupid again looked at June as if he knew something about him. It always felt like Cupid was reading his mind. June decided to avoid Cupid's eyes. Cupid leaned back against his chair. His eyes never left June as he softly spoke.

Cupid wanted to prove that she was the best at archery, and not even the twins could match her skills. Cupid obeyed her mother and had two kinds of arrows ready in her quivers -one tipped with gold and tailed with white dove feathers; these were for love. The others, made of lead, with brown owl feathers; these were the arrows of indifference. The young goddess took up her bow then flew away to stalk her game.

She's definitely crying and cursing his ass inside her mind. Everything always comes to an end and they reached the top of the stair. Rossie was now in front of his family and if it wasn't for Jared's hand around her waist supporting her, she would have fainted already. There was silence and it couldn't be more awkward. "Ah, damn it!" A kid cursed, showing what seems to be a confetti cannon. The kid was trying so hard to make it burst out. The other members were then awed. "This cheap shit!" the little one added. So they curse a lot?

My fate has started with an arrow, I guess it would only be fitting to end my fate with an arrow too only if I choose to plunge it in, pierce it on my chest, just like Aeon has suggested it. I am a cupid, surely, nothing bad will happen to me. I felt the tip of the arrow and gasped as the pointed end scraped my finger, drawing out blood. I tightened my grip at the arrow and took a deep breath as I aligned it by my chest before forcing it in with my other hand. I turned my head so I am looking at them only to see Caelum’s stormy eyes staring back at me, confused. He stopped laughing with the girl and it seems that she finally noticed it too.

“I love you, Milena La Croix, with everything I am.” I smile as I hold my hand out and feel Xander place the gun in my hand, still smiling at Zion before I look upwards. A little something I planned. One shot. One chance to get this right. The crowd quietens as I find my target up in the night sky and pull the trigger. One single bullet that hits its target dead on, and then the sky is alight with the glowing explosions that follow, creating the words ‘I LOVE YOU, ZION KING’ in the air before they begin to fade away.

I behaved as someone who has been to clubs several times. She asked how many shots I wanted and I asked for ten. She looked at me and I made a face back at her to give me what I asked for. In a few minutes, she pushed a tray gently filled with tiny cups of shots, and as I was about to start my journey. A hand slipped the cup away from my mouth, saying,, “Young lady, don’t you think that is getting too much?”

Athur told me that Junior was the one who got jealous, who treated him like the enemy. “Listen to me.” Viktor grabs me by the shoulders giving me such a fright that my whole body start to shake and darkness closes in on me. This cannot be happening now. “Arthur is a very skilled sniper. He can shoot a grown man and his wife from miles away, through a window, while they are sitting at the dinner table, without any harm coming to the 13-year old girl joining them.

As we stepped out of the chapel and into the sunlight, I couldn't help but steal a glance at Edmond, my husband. The word held a new weight, a new beauty. "I love you," I told him. "I love you more," He answered. More like promised. "Ehm... Ehm..." A familiar voice interjected, her voice rasping with urgency, drawing our focus toward her. "I hate to break up the cringe lovefest, but I am on official business," Cupid declared, her tone a mix of dry humor and matter-of-factness as she approached us. "Congratulations, by the way. Your union is another win for Snuggle, and we hope we did the best we could."

Cassandra POV "Yes." That one simple word from him almost crashed my world. Tears started to brim in my eyes. I can't look into his eyes, so I stare blankly on the grass underneath my feet. I chanted quietly in my head to warn myself not to drop single tears in front of him. "No-no, wait, let me rephrase my sentence." "Cupcake, everything will be complete if you say yes to this. So, allow me to ask you this question." In an instant, he knelt down on one knee while he held a red cupcake with a diamond ring on top of it.

A shooter girl, wearing a pair of black shorts that were so high they showed off her ass cheeks arrived with a tray of blue, red, and clear shots on it. “We’ll take one of each for all of us please, Patty,” Carla said, “Put it on the club’s bill.” The girl nodded and set one of each color in front of us before disappearing into the crowd. “She’s a former sister. Graduated last year.” Carla grabbed the red shot. “So, everyone grab the red one, and let’s make a toast. As we raised our shot glasses she continued.