Novel & Cerita Shot By Cupid

The air in the ballroom, once filled with the false promise of peace, now reeked of gunpowder, blood, and fear. The crystal chandeliers lay in a heap of shattered glass and twisted metal, a grim monument to a failed summit. Dante lay on the floor, a King on the brink of death, a pool of crimson blooming beneath his body. The gunshot, a final, brutal act of love, had echoed in Amara's mind, a terrifying, deafening silence. The world, a symphony of chaos and bloodshed, had faded into a single, devastating image of the man she had betrayed, the man who had taken a bullet meant for her.

How the hell does he know my name? He knows my name… dammit! What else does he know? I don’t realize the air is clear, the Asmodeus heir is gone, and Squat has taken their place, examining the lady who was shot to prove me wrong. I barely notice because I am under tension and the lady is behind me, but she is carrying a child in front of her. When she was shot in the head, she fell face-first, covering the baby with her weight. “Are you okay?” An elderly woman taps my shoulder, forcing me to rip my gaze from the child the squats are trying to lift the heavy mother away from.

Cupid was looking through the list of names in the chat room. He was glancing back and forth at a magic camera screen. He watched as Amy and Eli disappeared into her apartment, lips locked together. "Well, I do not think I will need to worry about them any longer" as he felt the mark of fate disappear as the new lines of fate were sealed. Cupid was watching the chat room now, sending the camera on Amy away. He was not a voyer, at least not today. He went back to sipping his small fruity drink that was inside a cut open coconut.

Zoey smirked and grabbed the stake from the ground, attempting to stab me again when we heard a gunshot. I looked far away behind Zoey and my eyes caught Rylan holding a gun, smoke emitting from it. I looked back at Zoey and saw that the silver bullet had passed through her chest. She went down on her knees, still struggling to survive. I stared at Zita and she motioned at the stake, signaling to me to go on and stab her. I took the stake that fell off Zoey's grasp and immediately stabbed her heart. Rylan ran up to me and we watched as Zoey's body turned to ashes.

They start following them. They are busy talking, and Carl is sure they would not notice him. All he needs is one good aim at each of them, and his work will be almost done. Finally, after about five minutes, they sit down under the shade of a tree. Carl signals Jerry to aim the gun. Carl aims at the hybrid, and Jerry aims at the vampire. “At three,” Carl whispers, “one... two... three...” They pull the triggers, and the bullets pelt through the air and hit the two people they were aimed at.

He let go of the steering wheel, "Doesn't matter..." After a loud collision, he plunged into darkness. When his spirit left his body, he thought he saw a familiar figure. (The End)

Adele's eyes were on me and it looked totally void of emotions. “I’m gonna make sure y'all pay for doing this,” I shook aggressively not wanting to believe my fate, I wouldn't end this way, there was something else I could do. Just then I felt a sting in my chest followed by a gun shot, I looked towards Adele who had a gun in her hands, the range had blinded up my eyes for a few seconds and I didn't realize when Adele brought out a gun. I stood in disbelief, my hands still clinging on the metallic door which now felt extremely cold in my grip. I looked down at my aching chest and it was my blood, it really was me being shot, Adele shot right at me once again, her gaze not leaving from mine u

Cupid was startled and tried to grab something subconsciously, but he failed. "Oh my God!" Shrill screams rang out, and the people present were frightened to scream continuously. "Bruce!" Kacy's eyes reddened with anxiety as she ran towards the entrance. However, she is too far, so she could only watch the Cupid fall. At this time, with one hand on the railing, Blaky Sudan jumped into the field and strode towards Cupid. When the Cupid was about to land on the ground, she held the Cupid in her arms.

The headline at the bottom read: “Council Favorite Shoots Diplomat During Crowning.” My stomach filled with dread immediately. I wanted to look away, but I couldn’t. The footage showed me holding Cassian as he fell, my face frozen in shock. From the right angle, it did look like I was the one who fired. They’d edited the clip perfectly, cutting it off before the real shooter could be seen. “This can’t be real,” I whispered to no one. Every part of me burned with shame and confusion. Cassian’s words kept echoing in my head. “They moved too soon.” Moved too soon for what? What had he been planning?

Everything happens at once. Adrian raises the gun. Aims at Lucian. His finger moves toward the trigger. The mate bond screams. I'm moving before I think. Throwing myself in front of Lucian. Hearing my own voice yell "No!" The gunshot is deafening. But the bullet doesn't hit me. Garrett's sniper got Adrian first. The shot came from the treeline, precise, professional. Adrian's shoulder explodes in red. His gun clatters to the porch.