Playing Cupid Meaning Novels & Stories

Then he lead me forwards towards our wedding alter. Draco picked the Golden Cup that was there. It was carved by the Ancient Souls. A symbol of eternal bond. He pulled his golden Wedding dager, cut his palm and poured a few drops in that cup. He handed me the dagger. It was my turn. I followed suit and added my blood to the cup as it fumed with the essence of our eternal bond. The crowd cheered louder. " Here, " Draco offered the cup to me first. It made me a little hesitant. It usually was the groom's turn first to drink from the cup, but Draco was never one who adhered to strict customs.

“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

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.”

He replies, laying the charm on thick, his power of charisma and charm feeling the room. "Cupid," I growl out in warning. "Sorry. Sorry." Cupid replies, bowing dramatically, "I was just trying to help the mood a little. "Alright, dears, I'll be back. Please enjoy. It was a pleasure meeting you." And with that, he pops away again. "I like him," Katrina responds; her cheeks are already brightening from the two glasses of champagne she chugged, which makes me smile at her. God, I love this woman.

“We have the necessary means to make this happen.” To the scheme that is planned ahead of time and their devilish mind to make everything into a perfect BL story. Fist forward and like a gang’s sign, yet a scheming symbol that they come up with their gang of worse than a thief, but rather a bunch of evil cupids. The fist bumps each other and all together as their pure, but tainted intent is oozing its presence.

Does he recently find himself having too much Bubble Fruit in his inventory that he decided to throw it away? "Don't you find it weird? He has been tossing a lot of fruits already but why is it that there are no fruits on the surroundings as if it vanishes as soon as he tosses it away?" These were the kind of hush conversations that the students were having until one of the keen observers finally noticed the peculiarity of the situation and raised his observation within the class. Cupid's Ponies are a rare type of magical beast that somehow resembles a horse. But what set it apart from a typical horse is its colorful pair of wings and a single transparent horn with a pointy end protruding on

“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.”

In Cupido's castle, Cupido is sadly looking at the book that regulates human love and marriage in the human world. “Are you sad again?” A warm voice spoke. “Is that León de Fuego, the Fire God? Why do you have free time to visit me?” Hearing the voice of León de Fuego, the God of Fire, Cupido immediately greeted him with joy. "I came to see if you've done anything stupid lately?" “Stupid, very stupid!” Cupido's sigh caused the wrath of the Fire God León de Fuego to lessen a bit. “Do you remember a woman named Lucero?” “Lucero? Luna Brillante? You mean these two names, right?” “Luna Brillante? Is Luna Brillante her brother-in-law? Why do I hear these two's names sound like two brothers' names

she said as she wiped down the vases on the table. Cupid crossed his arms in front of his chest. “Shouldn’t you be paying attention to me, love? It’s our wedding monthsary today!” “Don’t be so sulky, Cupid. We literally see each other every day. I only get to see Rosalind on special occasions. So, if you’re not going to help me in cleaning the house, you should just go up to the room and stop distracting me.” Cupid pouted and trudged up the stairs. “Stupid Axel,” he muttered under his breath. If only he didn’t tell back then that their wedding monthsary was also on the 28th, then he’ll be able to enjoy Gillian’s company without any disturbances.

I suddenly don’t have the urge to go to the spa anymore after Xavier telling me about all the dirty things he’s going do to me while he kept me in his office. I want to be there now, keeping him entertained while he works. Why didn’t he take me? A surge of jealousy shoots through my body. “Do I have an access key?” Cupid reaches into his back pocket, pulling one out. He hands over the white sparkly card that has my name etched at the top. Under my name, it reads Mine in bold letters.