Cupid Valentines Novels & Stories

I wonder if this would make Rune happy. Tomorrow is also Valentine’s day. Fuck me. How do I balance spending time with Marcella for her birthday, while giving Rune a romantic evening at the same time? For the first time in a very long time, I felt helpless. I was Xavier Creighton. Established in the human world and in wolf society. I could snap my finger and move countries. And yet, I can’t figure out what’s bothering my mate. What use is power if it cannot be used for loved ones?

Suddenly, Valerie spoke with a voice as soft as a feather, "Darling, what about 'I love you'? Do you want to hear that?" Though her voice was very soft, Kieran heard every single word clearly. Her soft voice was so powerful it was as if his heart was struck by Cupid's arrow. It didn't hurt. It felt like a warm softness that he had never experienced before. He gulped and stared directly at the woman whose ears had turned red from embarrassment. Valerie's face was almost as red as an apple. She muttered to herself, "So, you don't like hearing that either." Just as she was about to give up complimenting her husband and was ready to pick up the pen to write the pledge, the paper and pen were sud

oh. In the middle of his legs on the bed, the flyer glows. A faint, eerie shimmer at the back. A sun symbol. Save the planet from vampires. Valentine’s eyes widen. He looks at Achilles. Something unspoken passes between them. Valentine exhales sharply. “This is impossible.” He flips the flyer over, inspecting it like it might bite. His expression is unreadable. Achilles clenches his jaw. “I haven’t heard about them for a decade.”

I am quite surprise that his eyes did not get stuck. Clearing his throat, he reads the inscription, “For he who fell on earth because of love will suffer the same fate once again, an endless life only to be ended by the wielder of the arrow-” “I already know that prophecy, I read it from the scroll.” “Oh, have you?” He fakes a gasp, stating in a bored tone, “What you read was incomplete. I assume that you saw the ripped portion at the end of the scroll?” I nodded and his lips quirk up, his eyebrows arched as he continues with the next part, “Cupid must pay a hefty price for the greatest love his heart desires. He will roam this earth with hopeless front, as envy and loneliness rules his peri

"Ohhh this is what Chris meant when he said you are tired and can't make it today when l called you huh. He did you good huh." "El come on." "Did he deliver them big Os." "You don't wanna know." I shyly smile "This baby been in heaven. Damn man l wanna say l feel jealous but maybe for the time being l am absent from Jose." She shrugs "No way and you didn't even tell me that." "We weren't even boyfriend and girlfriend then." "El we living in a century where hookup relationships are very much taking the 80 percent of people claiming to be in relationships." I state as a matter of fact

"Yeah. Let's just give them the same names. It wouldn't be a big deal." But to Axel and Cupid, it clearly is a big deal. *** "My daughter," Cupid cried as he held onto his baby. "My son," Axel said, trying to suppress the tears threatening to spill from his eyes. On February 14th, 2097, the two Valentins have been born into the world. Of course, their fathers don't know about this still. They were still too happy in their own space, not knowing that history had once again repeated itself. "Love, come here," Gillian called out.

My already-broken heart immediately shattered into a million pieces. It was no wonder he had been so angry at us. It was Valentine's Day, and he was busy accompanying his first love, Mia Silvermane. Tina's call had interrupted his sweet moments with her, and that was why he lost his temper. Tina stared at the phone screen that went black and started to cry again. She climbed up next to my body and kept calling out to me. "Mommy, Mommy, don't die, please! Can you please not die? I'll be good…"

Today was Valentine's Day, and I wanted my husband to take a day off. "Stay home with me," I said. "Valentine's Day is the best time to make money," he replied, turning away. As he stepped out the door, he casually reminded me, "Call me if anything happens." I had planned to wait for him to come back, but at some point, I drifted off to sleep. When I woke, it wasn't to the sound of him returning—it was the pain that pulled me out of my daze. Cold sweat soaked my face as I gasped for air.

Well, she should. Where does that leave my love life? Vamps, other fae, demons. What do I hate? All of those things. If I’m lucky I can convince a sweet shifter girl to let me take her out, maybe she’s too dumb to realize what I am. Maybe she’s willing to accept it. That’s exactly what happened on February 14, 2010. Valentine’s Day. I remember it like it just yesterday. Straight up shot with cupid’s arrow.

Louis just glared at him, causing Volstrige to take a step back. “Damn, I told you not to bother him this morning. Looks like he didn’t have a good time with Ma’am Elaine,” Volstrige said. “What’s the occasion?” one of them asked, surprising the three of them. Volstrige cleared his throat and confidently spoke. “Valentine’s Day is when lovers express their affection with greetings and gifts.” Brennon immediately slapped him. “Idiot, you’re holding a cheat sheet. Give me your phone!” Brennon said as he wrestled with Volstrige because he hadn’t finished reading what was on the screen.