Shot By Cupid Novels & Stories

Let it be. "Guys, this is the hik* son of my wife's boss hik*, Sir Miggy and this is his cousin Sir Alexander, hik*. What a handsome kids." Tatay Mario introduced us to his friends. "That's how I looked when I was young." "Come on! Crap that, Lando." They laughed and we started drinking again. After a few minutes, my vision is slowly spinning. I only drank six glasses and I don't want to drink again.

The remembered voyeurism excited me still more. Our breathing deepened and I heard a third moaning sound. I opened my eyes and saw a reflection in the mirror. It was Sherry holding a camera. She had her hand in her panties, stroking the lips of her pussy as she filmed Nail and I. I froze for a second and looked up at Nail. Ecstasy overtook him and bliss showed in his face.

Howard said, his voice as detached as ice. "You're clueless about your own mortality!" Jolie, teetering on the edge of fury, glared and squeezed the trigger. Bang! The gunshot reverberated across the courtyard. A collective gasp rippled through the crowd, their faces morphing with fear once more. Jolie dared to attempt murder in full view of an audience—utterly brazen! However, in the next instant, everyone's faces registered pure shock. Clink! The bullet, as if bewitched, plummeted to the ground mere inches from Howard, ringing out with a metallic ping.

The tension in the air was palpable, each member fully committed to their task, Suddenly, a gunshot rang out, and the third guild member cried out in pain as the bullet struck his arm. He clutched his wounded arm, his face contorted in pain. Reacting with lightning speed, the first guild member whipped around and fired two shots. Both shots hit their mark, a headshot that took down the criminal who had attacked them. The room was filled with tension, the aftermath of the quick and decisive action.

As Fred howled in agony, Cayden's teeth dug deeper and deeper into the tender flesh. The rush of adrenaline was so powerful that Cayden was only vaguely aware of the searing pain. Cayden glared at Fred with a smug expression on his face as he writhed helplessly on the ground and gasped for air. Fred pulled the trigger on his gun. Cayden jumped aside, but it was already too late. The bullet hit him in the stomach.

Jonathan commanded. I looked at Evelyn, my gaze desperate. “Please,” I begged. “Don’t become like him. Don’t let him break you the way he broke me.” Her lips trembled as she whispered, “I didn’t know how far it would go…” “Then stop it now,” I urged. Seconds passed, and then— A gunshot. BANG. Evelyn cried out, her body jerking as the bullet tore through her shoulder. The knife slipped from her hand, clattering to the floor as her knees buckled.

Aries cried. We stopped to face the man. It was Cain, his eyes covered with a patch. “You bitch,” he hissed at Aries. “I should have known, it was you.” I brought out the gun from my pockets. “Drop that gun or I'll shoot you,” I said, racing my hand up. Cain laughed. “I will kill the girl before you can.” I closed my eyes and fired, hitting him in his thigh. “Son of a bitch,” he cured as he fell to his knees. Before he could pull the trigger, I shot him again.

"28, 29!" Sophie remained oblivious to the encroaching danger, her eyes fixed on a distant target, anticipating a miraculous moment just seconds away. Two gunshots reverberated through the shooting range almost simultaneously. The final bullet, destined for the target, veered off course, deflected by another shot. Frowning, Sophie turned her gaze toward the unexpected disruption. What she saw stunned her as if an electric shock had rendered her motionless. Cedric gripped a rifle in one hand, a smirk playing on his lips, tinted with mockery and sarcasm. His disdainful gaze swept past Sophie's pale face and locked onto Austin. "Austin, it seems that your marksmanship has regressed?"

Shiloh's turn. But Manuel didn't pass her the gun. "How can I let you do this? I'm the one who hurt you. I'll take all three turns. If I make it through, will you take me back?" "I will," Shiloh said, ice-cold. Manuel pulled the trigger again. "Shiloh, I love you!" Bang. The bullet hit. Blood sprayed across the floor. Manuel's eyes went wide as he crumpled. At last, Shiloh was free.

“I love you, Milena La Croix, with everything I am.” I smile as I hold my hand out and feel Xander place the gun in my hand, still smiling at Zion before I look upwards. A little something I planned. One shot. One chance to get this right. The crowd quietens as I find my target up in the night sky and pull the trigger. One single bullet that hits its target dead on, and then the sky is alight with the glowing explosions that follow, creating the words ‘I LOVE YOU, ZION KING’ in the air before they begin to fade away.