Novel & Cerita Cupid With A Gun

Aiden asked taking the gun that was right above my head, staring at it with curiosity. "Oh... Candice.." "She wanter to shot you?!" Aiden exclaimed in shock. I sighed. "Can we not talk about her? Please." Aiden smiled at me then put the gun at my lips. "It's not loaded." "What?" I was stunned. "But it's not totally useless." Aiden said and my eyebrows rose in astonishment wondering what he meant. A gun that wasn't loaded was obviously useless. "It's useless." I retorted, holding his wrist with both hands.

The gun that has now left, and that bullet can't survive anymore; slowly it is poisoning me, pushing me closer to a death that right now I crave. I can't remove the bullet; I wish I could. I know removing that bullet will hurt far more than holding onto it in the hope the gun comes back, because surely if I am the gun to his bullet, he is just as bad as me. Surely he is broken, crying watching his heart slowly die in his hand? I look up at the picture of us on our wedding day. He said I was the gun to his bullet and if he lost me, he was a dead man, was that just a lie?

he says where in fact he is really attracted to her and tried to control himself during that time. Steph found his M-45 gun and quickly snatch it pointing it to him, “try to say that words to me if you don’t want the load of this gun to hit your head,” she warns him. Caspian forcedly smile at his wife apologizing to her as he tries to take the gun from her. ---

he said, his voice filled with malicious satisfaction. Eva's voice trembled as she spoke, but her words were firm. "Let Lorenzo go. I've rejected him. Let him go." Christopher's smile grew wider, his eyes glittering with malice. "Never," he spat, snatching a gun from a nearby guard. The firearm, notorious for its destructive power and rapid-fire capability, gleamed menacingly in the light. With chilling precision, Christopher aimed and fired twice. The bullets struck my chest with deadly force, the impact sending me crashing to the ground. Pain exploded through my body as blood poured from the wounds, pooling around me.

From possessiveness downright to obsessiveness. “Here,” he fishes his gun from the waistband of his sweats. I saw it, but assumed it was here for me. Most of his men are staring in awe, and I'm no exception. There is no instance you'll see a ln ordinary woman holding a gun and Capo just handed his housewife a gun. “Just watch, I'm going to shoot just lie in paintball.” she grins, holding his hand like she's in one of those fashion magazines.

I swear to God, I am Cupid struck. He drives in the rain, the windscreen moving up and down, cleaning the drops of water off his window. He makes all the right turns, driving in silence towards my destination. He stops in front of my house. " Well, I guess this is where we part, peanut!" "Why do you call me Peanut?" "Do I need a reason?" I nod, smiling out my skeleton. "Okay, since you demand a reason… UMM...you are cute and can fit into my pocket if I choose to steal you."

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.

It was very lifelike, and when the reporters saw it, they began to take pictures excitedly. “Every person wants to be their partner one and only,” the Auction Master continued. “But how many relationships actually last? Typically, love fades, but that needn’t be so. Ancient Egyptians created Cupid’s Arrow for use by Pharaoh on his beloved concubines. The interesting thing about Cupid’s Arrow is that it has a built-in fail-safe. If, after taking it, you betray the person that you have committed yourself to, your heart will seize, and you will die.”

Scared, Audrey's eyes were long shut close, ready to take the bullet if it was meant for her. And yes, the bullet was meant for her, but someone took it for theirs. It was no one else but Cannon. He held her protectively in his arms, firm yet gentle, making sure she didn't get hurt. Out of nowhere, fireballs came flying, burning the minions who had no brain to run and kept on wanting to fight. Cannon was ready to let them go after he realized Wendigo and Black gun were long guns, but they match their luck by trying to kill his bunny.

The touch of the gun was gentle but being aware that it was actually a loaded gun, heightened her emotions. Caspian trailed the gun to her hole, teasing her entrance with it. The gun was smeared with the juices and he couldn't help but smile as she winced, trying not to move her body due to the fear that it was actually a loaded gun. "Do you want to get fucked by a gun, lavender?" Caspian asked, still teasing her entrance with a gun. Ramona blinked at him, her body twitching a bit. Was he actually going to fuck her with a gun? Her eyes grew wide.