Cupid Tangled Novels & Stories

Instead of kissing her, he drifted his head to her ear. “Welcome home, wife” he whispered with so much delight. His words sank into her ears, realization dawning on her. Thoughts filled her head that instant. Grey pulled her into a very short kiss and pulled her away. The crowd stroked their cutleries against their glass cups, cheering the newlywed. The lights from the paparazzi flashed into her eyes. She shielded her eyes with her hands but Grey took them off. “Oh don't hide love. Let the world know who the gold digger is” he muttered, smiling at the cameras. “Now smile” he added with his widely curled lips.

“You have made me feel like a king. Now this is what I have been waiting for. I am the happiest man on earth right now, baby. Thank you, and yes, I will be a father to my little buddy, Angel, and I will be the best husband for you, mi amor! Eres mi Vida!” “Te amo much! Eres mi Vida!” I say and crash his lips with mine, and they start dancing to the rhythm of their desires, but then we hear someone clapping from the stairs. “I saw that, Mommy!” Darn! Jesus! How long has she been there?” “Baby?” You should see us trying to wipe our lips as if that will wipe away the scene she has just witnessed. What the…”How long have you been there?” I ask. The nerve of me!

Them not wanting me anymore because I had a past entanglement with another man. " Oh, Kara." Cliff says, his voice filled with emotion. He pulls me into a hug, holding me tight. " We would never think of you as damaged. We would never not want you because we are addicted to you." He says, his voice thick with emotion. " We love you, Kara. All of you. Your past, your present, your future. We love it all. We love you." Lance adds, joining in on the hug. They love me. That was not part of what we signed.

It seemed, suddenly, that a week or two passed in a mist of duties and lies. Playing Hera was a lot more difficult than I'd thought, and Aidan's crankiness wasn't helping one bit. We even had to stage photos, pretending for the press that we were madly in love.

Something sharp. Arrow could take my freedom. He could choke me with gifts. He could turn love into a leash. But he couldn’t have this moment. Not here. Not now. --- I almost made it out of the hospital unseen. Almost. "Palmer?" The voice hit me like a jolt of electricity ⚡. I froze before turning, my heart in my throat. Andrew stood a few feet away, his suit jacket slung casually over one arm, tie loosened around his neck. He looked… softer than I remembered. His dark eyes scanned me quickly, taking in the shadows under my eyes, the tension in my shoulders.

His hesitantly brings his fingers to my tattoo, his touch ghosting over my skin. I scrutinize the tattooed letters on his fingers. A, M, L, R, O. They don't spell anything but here I am, telling myself that they probably stand for something. He's barely touching me but my entire body is on fire, I want his touch so bad it hurts my chest. I feel like I'm trapped in a small box and I can't breathe or move or think. Our eyes lock and I realize that we're both panting, chests heaving, fucking electrifying.

The air was static and thick with the scent of harmones when the two bodied hugged one another, electric coursed through both bodies as soon as their lips met and mingled, hungrily trying to devour one another, he cupped her breast while she fiddled with his belt A shrill voice suddenly pierced through the silence, Maya returned to her senses, but Tazz didn’t want to let her go “My phone.. where’s my phone?,” she looked around, Tazz reluctantly stopped to look for it and found it for her, seeing that it was Tama he felt a strong sense of joy, he couldn’t wait to go get his little princess and fulfil her first most precious wish of becoming her dadda

“You really think I would believe that Snuggle had this ace up their sleeve since the day you paired us?” “You are free to believe whatever you want to trust, Mr. Edmond. Snuggle is simply here to ensure both you and May Walters get the happily ever after you deserve.” Cupid’s tone was simple. Not a tremor of emotion. “There are two forms of trials and tribulations. The external form and the internal form. The goal is to push you and your partner’s relationship to the limits and ensure that it doesn’t break but instead transform.” “Are there consequences if I refuse to go through with this madness?” I queried.

His breath caught, chest heaving, sweat dripping between us. We stayed tangled, breathless, trembling in the aftermath. His forehead pressed to mine. His thumb stroked my cheek. “I love you,” he said softly, so raw I almost cried. I wrapped my arms around him tighter. “I never stopped.” And maybe we were messy, complicated, scarred. But in this moment, skin against skin, hearts tangled together— We were infinite. ***** The Morning After – Tangled Hearts & Soft Kisses

Tangle chuckled, stabbing his fork in one of the honey coated flowers on his plate. “We haven’t mated yet, as you can see,” Daine pulled down his shirt, showing a clean shoulder. I cocked my head to the side, not understanding the meaning. Tangle again elbowed Daine, who squealed. '“It’s because Tangle was a bit of a horn dog. I want to make sure he was serious that he wanted me because I obviously waited for my mate!” Tangle’s eyes softened. Regret filled him as he heard Daine spill their entire relationship to me.