Little Cupids Novels & Stories

Just return the card that holds the money for the wedding. As she spoke, she shot me a meaningful look. My eyes flickered, but I agreed. The moment I took out the card and handed it over, Erick snatched it first. He knew Nancy's ID information and her usual password, so he quickly checked the balance on the app. Then, he turned the screen toward everyone and let out an icy laugh. "Jessica, you really have no shame. Out of 130,000 dollars, you're only planning to return 1,300?

I imagined how it would be lifeo hearing her scream my name with this cute mouth of hers. "Haaa....my little cupcake, I'm coming for you!" I assured myself as I dropped the phone to my side. This will be interesting.

Same jaw, same eyes, none of the softness that sometimes broke through when Adrian forgot to control his face. "So this is him," Marcus said, to Adrian, not to me. Like I was a specimen. Like I wasn't standing three feet away with a working set of ears. "This is Julian Cross," Adrian said. "My partner." "Cross." Marcus turned to me at last, and his eyes went over me the way you'd check a used car for rust. Shoes. Jacket. The bag I'd had since freshman year with the strap I'd repaired myself with packing tape and a needle. "Full scholarship, I assume."

They began to crumble beneath him. My mate is so strong. "A cupcake," I quipped until I leaned in closer to tell him a secret. "A danger cupcake," I giggled. Danger cupcakes were special. Sometimes they had cinnamon or topped with peppermint, giving them a little kick in the patootie in your mouth.

“You… what?” Aria gave a nervous little grin, fingers brushing Elara’s jaw before slipping away to point at the box. “Cupcakes. Grape ones. Mini - sized. Gluten - free. Mostly. I remembered about your diet, so…” Elara didn’t even glance at the box. She crushed their mouths together again, swallowing the rest of Aria’s words.

Cupid crosses his arms over his chest. "Hunter?" I look down, seeing the small person known as Charlie. "I know you're big and scary. But-but," He stutters, he's very young, he's only around 3 to 4 years old. He can barely string sentences together. "Could you maybe let Levi talk?" He looks up at me with his big, sparkling, innocent blue eyes. He barely knew how the system works. It is impossible to say no to him.

My friend suggested I try online dating, I told him I don’t need a fake little or a gold digger but he assured me that this website is legit. After making an account and logging in I found out that he is right, this website filled with doms and littles from all ages and all over the world. I did make few friends along with my dominants friends, the littles were either very shy or very forward coming, but most importantly most of them were taken. Scrolling through the news feed I saw a little had a post about her birthday, I clicked into her profile and saw a sloth for a profile picture which is adorable. Her info said that she’s shy, loves to sing, and new to the whole dom/little dynamics.

the Luna mother shouted over the ruckus, "Find out who and facilitate the cake and a game of pin the tail on the wolf! We'll be watching!" I had never realized how much using pack speech to talk into each others minds until I was faces with thirty wolf pups who would not shift into human for to speak to me and acted as though they couldn't listen either. Rayven seemed to have a way with them and was making an attempt to pass out slices of cake while Oakly was far for involved in tripping over her own dress and trying to pull pups away from grabbing on to her jewelry. I thought I had finally explained the game of pin the tail on the wolf until the second pup got blindfolded and decided to boo

I just listened to him while typing. “I understand what Tristan feels.” I quietly said. “If ever something happens to them,” I continued and looked at Aikon-hyung. “I will avenge them too.” Then I looked straight to Edward’s eyes. He nodded. My laptop beeped signaling my search is finished. “Aikon-hyung! I found Cupid and Atlas!” I exclaimed. Aikon-hyung stopped walking and went behind me. “Where are they?!” he asked. “Somewhere in the market place, on one of the cheap apartments there.” I reported to him.

She could not help but ask, “What’s in that bag?” “Oh, right, these are all plushies. My new friend and I got these plushies.” Little Cupcake tipped over all the plushies from the bag like she was presenting Quincy with treasure. Quincy looked down at the floor. These were all plushies from a claw machine. She did not think that her daughter could get so many plushies. “Your new friend got all these plushies for you, right?” “Uh… Yeah, he’s really skilled, right?” Little Cupcake rolled her eyes and suddenly said, “Mommy, do you know who’s my new friend?”