Hercules Cupid Novels & Stories

I informed her, bringing the cop of tea to my lips. "Well, Aphrod-" she stopped abruptly and I looked up, wondering why until I saw her eyes fixated on the daffodil, "what is that?" she asked me as she took it from my pillow. "It is a daffodil, Lydia." She frowned, shaking her head, "I know what it is. Where did you get it? Our gardens do not have daffodils." I nodded, "a young gentleman gave it to me," I told her honestly, and a smile grew on my face as I thought of the lad, "his name is Sebastien Harrington," I further informed.

The cottage seemed to be the same distance away as it was when she had begun walking but when she turned to look back the way she had come, she was shocked to find the palace looked quite small. ‘How did that happen?’ She thought, looking back to the cottage. Instead of questioning it, she foolishly resumed walking toward it, Her mind was completely blank; all she knew was that she had to reach that cottage. Cupid watched the beautiful little hybrid continue her walk toward the magic cottage, a slight frown marring his handsome features. He was Eros’s twin brother, the younger twin by precisely thirty-seven minutes, and those brief few minutes made all the difference. Eros was the confident,

She fall with her eyes filled with fear. Hercules also finishes off Bradley after seeing him trying to escape. While he gaspes for air with the knife in his chest, Audrey approached him. "Help Me, Audrey." He muttered, trying to reach for her. "I trusted you so much and couldn't even realize you were an enemy. How dare you approach me but stab me in the back like that!? But it's okay -- I forgive you cause because of what you did, I was able to be recognized as Hercules's True Mate. You helped me, now I'll help you too by making your death super easy." With that, Audrey removed the knife and watched as blood ooze from his chest till he couldn't breath any longer.

She turned around to see if her window was open. The window was closed. She looked around her apartment and then gasped. A shining white light was growing on the ceiling of her room. From this light, a tall white robed man was slowly descending into her room. A strong warm breeze that smelled of ocean and salt filled her nostrils. He landed on the ground, wearing brown sandals, with brown hair. He kicked his sandals together to remove the sand that was intruding on them under his feet. He smiled at her with a warm welcoming face. "Hello I am Cupid the god of Love, and I am here to help you find your special person, thank you for agreeing to my assistance"

she demanded at once. “I am cursed…or I was cursed.” I said and Kylo squished my hand. “My Luna and my pack went through a big tragedy, Alpha Zenith. A half-witch cursed her to be the misery of my pack, and after our coronation, the curse started to happen. And the only way to cut the curse was her death, we asked the Hybrid Reaper’s help but he created a bond with her. I hope you can help us cut it.” She looked at me, and pity lingered in her eyes.

He had no idea, but he found himself saying, "I can fight." She nodded, finally looking away from him. "Good." They all began talking as soon as she turned away from him, Leonidas learning their names in quick succession. Hercules, he was a Zeus Familia and from the way he spoke, a High Family. The girl on him, Aellai, Artemis, he was not sure what she was or not. Then on another log entirely, two other people, Odysseus, a Poseidon Familia and Dido, an Athena Familia.

Her Siren genes definitely contribute to her exotic look, with her voluptuous figure, tilted cat-eyes, and full lips. My lip quirks, “Hello.” Azazel rises from his perch and wraps his arms around her waist. “Hello, gorgeous. Lucifer just stopped in to talk. Did I miss a date?” She gives him a loving smile and reciprocates his embrace. “No, I just wanted to see you because I was missing you. Is that a problem?” Azazel’s eyes gleam with love as he caresses his fingers down her silken jaw. It’s almost disconcerting how lovestruck he looks. “Of course not, my love. You know that I miss you every moment that we are apart.”

“You got hurt because of me, Leon. I don’t know how to repay you.” My hand rose slowly to cup his cheek. His skin was warm against my palm. “I made you something nice,” I added gently. I picked up the wine from the tray and scooped food. My hand shook almost invisibly as I lifted it toward his lips. This was it. If he would just drink… Just one gulp… Everything would finally end. My entire body felt like it was praying. His eyes moved from my face… to the cup I held… then back to my eyes. I held my breath.

My hands moved gently, back and forth. When I kiss my way down her thighs, would she hold my head in place, rotating her large hips as I feasted? And, oh, the taste of her. She always tasted like the nectar of life. I never tired of drinking from her fountain, and she was always generous with it. Just a little lick and a little teasing, and she would give freely. My hands moved faster, holding the base with a tight grip and pumping faster. In my kind, all I could see was Zara ,mouth opened halfway as I rocked into her with just enough force to have her breasts jiggle .

FLASHBACK I had spent some amazing time with few angels and I was having fun. After that I wanted to talk to father about something and I went to his chambers when I heard him talking to the god of love... Cupid. He is the god of love who has love arrows and when he pierces an arrow through two people, they both guaranteed fall in love. I was curious to know what god of love is planning. So I didn't enter and just listened. "Are you sure my lord, this is what you want?" he asked my father but I can sense there is some fear in his voice.