Cupid Shots Novels & Stories

Their baby cried loudly, piercing the night. "AMBULANCE! QUICK! QUICK!" Edgar shouted to his team, his voice nearly desperate. And then, to the shooter: “And you! I fire you! Meet me at the base camp after you return!” Edgar’s voice trembled, full of burning anger. How could an amateur shooter infiltrate his security detail? With his remaining strength, Jonathan raised his trembling hand, touching Harley’s tear-streaked cheek. Their eyes met — full of pain, regret, and unspoken love.

A ridiculous combo if you ask me, but no one asked me, so here we are. Jesper spreads his arms wide like some referee about to officiate the Olympics. “Okay, everyone knows the drill. Ten cups, pyramid, center of the table. Only, tonight it’s not beer.” He lifts a shot glass filled with the suspicious neon liquid Cam whipped up earlier. “It’s Cam’s Delight.” The table groans. Cam beams, positively glowing now. “Don’t all look so excited at once.”

The couple were Jason and Laurie, in Vegas from LA celebrating their fifth wedding anniversary. They were lively but chill. We polished off the two open bottles of Dom, when Caitlyn and Juliana arrived with two magnums and the round of shots. The vial and bullet were just sitting in the middle of the table. They opened the bubbles and passed out the shots. We all clinked glasses and pounded them back.

Noticing the bartender setting her previously ordered drinks on the bar, Lil moved her dainty hand to Brad's thick chest, and gently pushed him from her personal space, then said, "I'll make a deal with you, one more shot, but then I have to take those drinks back to my table, okay?" "Alright, you win," he said, handing Lil her shot glass. Now knowing what to expect, she didn't hesitate and quickly downed the tasty mixture. She immediately reached for the cold beer and fruity drink, dropping the twenty on the bar, "What were those shots anyway, I know Mike will ask." Brad barely suppressed a shit-eating grin while leering unashamedly at Lil's breasts, "Oh yeah, they're my favorite shots, cal

Kacy took Robert and Cupid and stayed in the cemetery all afternoon. Telling about Robert and Cupid when they were young, and talk about their lives... Looking at the Sun is about to set, Kacy took Robert and Cupid to leave. "Sister, l’ll go." Kacy looked at Sashsa Ovis's photo, which was meaningful. She doesn't know when she will be back, but maybe wait until Robert and Cupid are older. "Goodbye, aunt." Robert and Cupid said in unison. Looking at Sashsa Ovis's photos, after a while, Kacy pressed down the agony and pulled two little guys to turn and leave.

We both fill up our cups and she suggests we take a shot, so we do and just as we’re setting the cups down, I hear a gasp and Lucas says, “You did shots without me on my birthday! How dare you!” Violet giggles and the sound makes my heart warm. “Sorry! I didn’t know the rule. I will be sure to find you every time from now on. We’ll start right now,” she says and pours liquor into 4 cups and hands them out. We all knock back the shots and then Mark says, “You know who would make a really hot couple?” “Who?” Violet asks and then takes a sip out of her drink.

“Why are you ignoring me?” he questioned as he lifted the bouquet of red roses that he picked up outside. Picked up with his deceased wife's bestfriend. Aeros, the one who carries the bow of love, he's cupid who carries the title of a wingman. He has the ability to capture anyone's heart with his arrows. The Aeros I met was no different from that reckless and free Aeros from greek mythology, he has the same recklessness and freedom like him.

My curiosity sharpened instantly. I glanced between the two, waiting. When I made to stand, Lucas subtly raised a hand, and I froze mid-motion, perched at the edge of my seat. His eyes scanned the screen. Slowly, deliberately. Then his jaw clenched. The anger rose in him like a controlled detonation, silent but unmistakable. “What happened?” I asked, the suspense scraping at my nerves. The quiet was unbearable, too long, too heavy. “It’s Gordon,” Lucas said finally. “He shot his shot.”

Whether at himself, or the situation Azrin wasn’t sure. “So, I decided to really implement the courting practices my mother always had me do with you anyways. I made sure to groom you before every event, let you rant and hiss at me when you were frustrated, and even give you gifts on occasion. The last reason was the council. Once those fuckers realized you had no idea, I wanted you for my own, they made sure to add the stipulation that I couldn’t tell you before my claiming ceremony, to their list of fucking ‘requirements’. Fucking deadbeats actually thought they could sway me fucking idio-. What the hell are you laughing about nerd?” Lexus snarled at him, but it wasn’t without a feral smil

The fewer balloons there were, the more likely one would make mistakes. Brendan remained calm and continued to fire the second and third shots. Even after ten shots, he did not miss at all. The attention of everyone around was attracted to him. "Look at that handsome guy. Although he's shooting from so far away, he hasn't missed a shot. Amazing!" "Not just that! He's just using one hand to shoot while holding his girlfriend with the other! It's so sweet. I'm so envious!" "Girlfriend? She's his wife. They already have children. Plus, she's pregnant with his second child. They've been married for so long, yet they're still so lovey-dovey. It must be true love!"