Shot By Cupid Novels & Stories

She charged once again at me but this time, I immediately brought out my sacred gun that I used against Shannon and with a slash, I also pulled the trigger at the same time. Everyone is surprised because Cynthia is not the only one who turned into a pile of ashes but also the other pair of incubi and succubi who are having sex while watching the fight. The bullet hit the succubi who is on top of the incubi, then it passed through her to the incubi who is already in the pinnacle while moaning. I can hear everyone's screaming because of fear. Because, who would have thought that in that single move, three of their kinds vanished into ashes?

Luca froze, his fingers still grazing Sophia’s cheek. And then, Dante saw it. That touch. Luca’s hand on Sophia’s face. Something inside him snapped. A darkness spread through him, consuming him whole. His vision blurred with rage, his heartbeat pounded in his ears. Without hesitation, without warning— BANG!! The gunshot tore through the air. Luca screamed, his body jerking back violently as blood splattered across the floor. Dante had shot him. Right in the hand. The very hand that had dared to touch Sophia.

Their hands touched, their shoulders brushed, their hearts aligned. He moved closer. Their faces drew in. Their lips almost met. Then… BANG!!! A shot fired. Florence screamed. A gunshot shattered the moment. Florence’s body jolted as the bullet pierced her shoulder. Blood splattered across the table. “FLORENCE!!” Felix screamed, catching her before she fell. Panic erupted. People screamed. A waiter ducked behind the counter. The glass window shattered from the sniper’s bullet. Felix held her trembling body in his arms.

He averts his gaze back to her; "You can go home now, Camilla…" God, the way the words sound on his lips! I am dead! Cupid killed me yet again with one more shot. He brings out a handkerchief, hanging it over to me. I feel like my heart is twerking to Cardi b in my chest. He says to me in his raspy voice, his tone dominant like he is giving a command to a child. “...clean up, Peanut!…You are stained!” Was he making a period joke? Or was it just my head that made it sound like a period joke?… probably the latter.

Then— a gunshot. The chamber froze. Present Aurelia stopped breathing. Because Clara staggered. Blood spreading across her chest. But father had no gun. Neither did Clara. The shot came from outside frame. Clara looked toward the doorway. Shocked. Then collapsed. The memory shifted. And now the shooter stepped forward. Aurelia’s eyes widened. Because the face was Victor’s. Younger. Breathing hard. Gun still raised. “No…” Present Aurelia whispered it before she could stop herself.

Their baby cried loudly, piercing the night. "AMBULANCE! QUICK! QUICK!" Edgar shouted to his team, his voice nearly desperate. And then, to the shooter: “And you! I fire you! Meet me at the base camp after you return!” Edgar’s voice trembled, full of burning anger. How could an amateur shooter infiltrate his security detail? With his remaining strength, Jonathan raised his trembling hand, touching Harley’s tear-streaked cheek. Their eyes met — full of pain, regret, and unspoken love.

My fate has started with an arrow, I guess it would only be fitting to end my fate with an arrow too only if I choose to plunge it in, pierce it on my chest, just like Aeon has suggested it. I am a cupid, surely, nothing bad will happen to me. I felt the tip of the arrow and gasped as the pointed end scraped my finger, drawing out blood. I tightened my grip at the arrow and took a deep breath as I aligned it by my chest before forcing it in with my other hand. I turned my head so I am looking at them only to see Caelum’s stormy eyes staring back at me, confused. He stopped laughing with the girl and it seems that she finally noticed it too.

I stood and pulled out the gun, which was at my waist, and loaded it in front of Vivian. "Lay a finger on you? That's a waste of my time!" I suddenly raised my hand. This caused her to scream and squat down with her hands on her head. What she thought was the end wasn't. My gun wasn't aimed at her; it was aimed at the wine cabinet behind her. The next second, there was a loud bang. The sound of glasses shattering echoed in the room. The flying shards had even cut Vivian's waist, leaving a deep blood trail.

"I do. But think of this. Chad Hallowell took The Cup back with him and Matt wasn't here so he's probably waiting for it somewhere. That's a good sign this isn't the last you'll hear from him today." Liz shoved her hair behind her ear. "I know whatever it is, it has to happen before the end of he day. I, um, looked up about The Cup. Each player only bets it for one day, so after his twenty-four with it he has to give it back. Dara smiled at Liz. "I know he hurt you badly, but you're both older. Give him a chance, honey, or you might regret it." "We'll see." But when she sat back down at her desk it wasn't to look at her computer screen but to stare at the signed photograph and the poem.

I got out of my car and ran to help my cupcake when I heard one of the men shouting. "Oh no ...someone's here...we don't have time ...let's finish her off and be done with our job", he said, taking out a gun. "No, stop it ...leave her alone .."I screamed, taking out my gun. But I was too late as I froze hearing the gunshot and my cupcake's scream echoing in the air. I was stunned, but I revived myself and shot one of those men in his leg before I ran towards Siya. She was lying on the ground like a lifeless doll and had been shot near her chest.