The Cupid And Psyche Story Novels & Stories

"But don't you think it's fate? Don't you think the divine being used me as cupid to let the two of you meet and end up in that situation?" "Cupid my ass. You are nothing but a brazen and crazy woman who put me in an awkward situation. Anyway, I'm reaping benefits in this marriage, all I need to do is divorce him... then... boom! I will be free... no more dying. I get to enjoy my second life," she replied. "You've gone nuts. You speak as if you experienced death," says Psyche. "I did. It's scary," she replied. "Anyway, the class is about to start, so let's go back to the faculty." Psyche grabbed her wrist and dragged her back to the faculty.

Waaaah, I can't contain my feels! I cleared my throat again, "I know everyone here already knew their love story. Psyche broke her promise to Eros because of her sisters and that's why they parted. But Psyche accepted all of Aphrodite's punishments to see Eros again." I smiled sweetly and played my glass, "For me, Psyche symbolizes a woman's sacrifices to a man. It wasn't just a man who lifts all the weights in a relationship but a woman too. And Psyche also symbolizes the perseverance to get your love back after a mistake. Taking any tough consequences just to prove that she is sincere to have him back in her life." I squealed after because of giddiness. Just---Waaaahhhh!!! I stan Psyche ev

“How are you feeling dear?” Athena hesitated “ My arms… my leg hurts.” The nurse nodded her tone warm. “That’s normal, Your wolf is wolf is working hard to heal you. You’re strong. You’ll be okay in no time.” Then she asked softly “ Have you found your mate yet?” Athena’s heart clenched. Her shoulders slumped. The memory of Lucian turning away from her replayed again, cutting like a blade. “No.” She whispered. The nurse offered a sad smile. “ If you had, the healing would have been quicker. The bond accelerates it.”

I think the reason why I like the Cupid and Psyche story is because I have his name. I read a few stories in the book until I found myself enjoying Cupid and Psyche's story. Unlike the Cupid in the myth, I wouldn't let myself fall for anyone unless I'm sure that it's the person I'd want to spend my life with. Someone I'll make mine. Someone who'll have my kids and my last name. Someone I'll marry. Thinking about marriage suddenly made me think about the girl the other day. Eunice. I think I want her. There's something about her and our encounter. It felt like fate. She's ethereal. She's jaw dropping. She's stunning. She's beautiful. She makes me feel.

"Hello I am Cupid the god of Love, and I am here to help you find your special person, thank you for agreeing to my assistance" She stood there with a wide eyed, opened mouthed stare. He chuckled at her and continued "There are some rules to our agreement. You can not tell anyone that I am helping you. If you do, all the blessings of love will be stripped from your soul forever. You can not tell anyone about me and my powers, if you do, the blessing of love will be stripped from your soul forever. Last but not least, you can not refuse my assistance from this point forwards. The hands of fate will not be allowed to change once I have set them on a course."

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.”

“I know Eros was the Greek God of Love, right? Cupid was his Roman counterpart.” “Yup.” “Who’s Psyche?” Hayden smiled. “His lover. She was a mortal woman said to have possessed unimaginable beauty and grace. They faced many obstacles for their love but overcame them. In the end, Psyche was elevated to the status of a Goddess and they were allowed to have a sacred marriage.” Georgia was impressed by his knowledge of this stuff. She smiled. “Aw, babe. That’s sweet but I don’t think of myself as someone that possesses unimaginable beauty and

“I think it suits me quite well, don’t you think so?” Cupid leaned in closer to my face. “Very. I think it’s very fitting...Psyche.” I giggled and rubbed our noses together. “It’s very funny, right? Cupid and Psyche? It’s like we were fated to be together from the very start.” “What did you do? When you first found out about our names being similar?” he asked. “I was amazed in the beginning since I’ve never really met anyone whose name was Cupid. But then, I was annoyed because you kept giving me work.”

This time, she left everything to the God of her life and death. Dita turned around slowly out of fear, she closed her eyes. "Don't look down, raise your face," the guy took out his gun again, and raised Dita's chin with the gun. Making Dita almost pee her pants. "Don't kill me, I promise I won't tell anyone about this, I promise." Dita raised her two fingers to form a peace sign, with a terrified expression, her eyes still closed, not daring to open them. The guy was a little stunned at Dita's beauty, he felt his blood rushing violently, his heart was also racing faster, like he liked it? But, it's impossible for a psychopath to fall in love, right?

🦋 CATALINA 🦋 My heart is racing like a jackrabbit on steroids. My legs tremble beneath me, threatening to give out at any moment. The urge to pee is almost overwhelming, my bladder screaming in protest as if it’s been possessed by a tiny furious demon. The harsh grip on my hair holds me in place, forcing me to look into the eyes of the Asmodeus heir’s squad leader. His eyes bore into mine, seeming to see right through me, to the very marrow of my bones.