Cupid With Hearts Novels & Stories

“I think you, out of everyone in the world, need one person who can show you how to love again.” “And you think your cousin could do that for me?” she asked as she watched him as he thought about her question. The simple question was more than he had thought it would be. He knew it was two-sided at best. “I think my cousin could help you. I don’t know if it would be the key or not. I do think that he would help open your heart again in a way I don’t think anyone else can. You had someone like him before, so you understand.” Garrett said. “He is alone now. He needs help in life and people to love him back. For you, it may help both of you.”

Yeah, I think that sounds better, the idea of someone else being her boyfriend tasted like a bitter pill in my tongue. Her walls are filled with photos of the fair-skinned, leaned guy with dreadlocks. At the corner of her table, she had a golden frame of him with big candles of different colours that I'm beginning to wonder if she worshipped him. When people use coloured candles, it could also mean rituals or curses so I'm hoping it is the latter.

There’s such a sad love Deep in your eyes a kind of pale jewel Open and closed within your eyes I’ll place the sky Within your eyes There’s such a fooled heart Beatin’ so fast In search of new dreams A love that will last Within your heart I’ll place the moon Within your heart As the pain sweeps through Makes no sense for you Every thrill is gone Wasn’t too much fun at all But I’ll be there for you When the world falls down Falling Falling down Falling in love I’ll paint you mornings of gold

this treasure of love I cherish within my soul how much I love you♡♡♡ you'll never really know you bring a joy to my heart I've never felt before with each touch of your hand I love you more and more♡♡ whenever we say goodbye whenever we part I know I hold you dearly deep inside my heart ☆☆ so these seven words I pray you hold true forever and always I will love you♡♡♡ . . . you will be my first and last love for this life in my heart you will be forever . . meanwhile in the dark sky two love cupids evil angel and good angel evil angel : why are you looking depressed

Upon lifting my eyes to him, his lips just made its way to my lips. This is not the first time Parker made me feel this secured. This is not the first time his lips landed to mine and it gave me the same feeling I felt that day our lips met each other. The butterfly in my stomach, the abnormal throbbing of my heart and the sudden sweat my skin have been releasing. I think I finally found the answer. There's no reason to hide it anymore. This guy, named Parker Wingston is the same guy my heart is beating for. When our lips parted, both of our eyes were locked to each other. Parker smiled which caused me to make a soft chuckle.

he says quietly, offering his hand to her. “No, I'm okay”.Daphne refused to take his hand, giving Roman an awkward look, she gave her a reassuring smile and Daphne walked with him up the stone steps, the night air cool against her skin. The door opens easily, and they step inside to a quiet, warm home. The crackling sound of a fire in the fireplace fills the room, and the soft lighting gives the space a cozy, safe feel. It’s the kind of place that makes her feel like she can breathe again.

I had already accepted that I might die, but no one could face death without fear. Outside, a group of zombies quickly approached him. "Your Majesty, are you truly going to marry that delicious human inside?" "She's nothing more than a tool. We're not human—why should I keep a promise to her? With Victor Lorant a teammate down, he's no match for me. Ready the troops. In three days, we'll crush the human camp." He gave the order and strode away to prepare.

“No, no it doesn't hurt, it actually feels good. Too good. I...I just want us to finish with the meeting so that I can mark you as mine. If I allow you to continue with that, I might be forced to do it now and...I might not be able to forgive myself...Though Cupid would be happy about it” Her eyes widened. “Is he hearing me?” “Yea. he is. He is very attracted to you not just because you are our mate but because he finds you very exquisite and his taste” “His taste?” she was confused, I could tell. “He is very picky with everything. Where we shift, women we have sex with, the clothes we wear, everything. Sometimes I wish I could ask the moon goddess to save me from his vanity” At least you do

“What is Cupid's arrow? “ I asked him, stretching myself out. I’d still felt like a Mack truck hit me, my lycan was healing my sore body, but I’d not fully recovered yet. The doctor handed me a bottle of water as he began to speak. I opened the bottle and took a drink. The cool liquid slid down my throat as I took another drink. “Cupid's arrow is an aphrodisiac. It comes in a form of dust that is sprinkled into either a drink or food. It is only used by mates who are trying to conceive." He said, his gray eyebrow forking at me. I spit my water out, covering the doctor in the water I was choking on. Coughing I sat straight up tapping my chest to help clear it. I cleared my throat, “Im sorry w

“This looks like… cupid?” “Silly,” she scolded him. “Hurry up or we’ll be late. Of course, I’m Cupid. Or love. I prefer to think of myself as love. Love was behind Romeo and Juliet’s meeting, and I was the reason you and your knave met, so I thought it was appropriate.” “Of course, it’s appropriate,” he replied indulgently. “Oh you,” she gave him a shove. “Come on, we’re running late.”