Cupid
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You know the ironic thing is, I hate valentines day, and I've only been in love once. And let me tell you that ended in poor innocent me walking out the back door never to come back. Yet here I am the god of love. And before you get some crazy ideas I'm going to set you straight. Yes, my name is actually Cupid. No I'm not some naked baby angel with a bow and arrow. I'm actually 16 years old, and some might even go as far as to call me cute, dreamy, etc. I have black shaggy hair, and violet eyes. And no I will NEVER fall for you.
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I have always been unlucky with love huh... I'm the 'Unrequited Love Repeater' that's right. It's almost like Cupid himself hates my entire existence. I met them again. My failed romance stories. The people who made me learn from my mistake. The people who taught me how to love myself. The people who broke my heart and mend it back. The people who made my smile brighter. The people who made my heart warm. The people who took pages from my book. Pages of happiness, sadness, anger, and well... past memories. Nightmare, my childhood friend whom I had always admired when I was young. He loves me but it was the type of love I didn't yearn for. Killer, the playboy who made me laugh the hardest. I wanted him in my arms but he wanted to be in her arms. Dust, my bestfriend who I resonate with a lot. Same music taste. Same vibes. Different feelings. He fell in love with my bestfriend. Error, my 'rival' at academics. I did everything I could to acquire his love. I guess you already know who lost between us. Horror, my guardian angel. Not literally. Comfort. He gave me comfort. He made me feel special but at that time I was already too tired to even try. Cross, my online bestfriend. My feelings on him are uncertain. I don't think I'm ready to address that yet. But after all these years, I still love them. Someday I will be brave enough to mutter the words "I still love you". ___________________ β·I have the rewritten one published! (PLEASE GO READ IT HUHU) β·DISCONTINUED but hey you might still enjoy it :) β·art in cover belongs to @kucingmontel on tublr !! β·female! readerComplete
Cupid's Twain
They say opposites attract-but what happens when Cupid ties two completely different souls with a string neither of them asked for? Bella never asked for attention-especially not the cruel kind. Bullied, underestimated, and tossed aside, she had every reason to keep her head down... until Aiden stepped in. Arrogant, untouchable, and feared by many, he was the last person she expected to protect her-or fall for her. From secret glances in the hallway to battles with jealousy, betrayal, and unexpected truths, Cupid's Twain is a high school love story filled with laughter, drama, friendship, and unforgettable twists. And years later... the chaos continues-with a mischievous set of twins, old friends reunited, and a wedding you don't want to miss. π°π€΅ π« Love, fate, and a touch of trouble-because Cupid never plays fair.Complete
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Bad Boy's Cupid
~Dear Cupid, I like this really cute guy from my school, except he's a bad boy and a total player. What do I do? I'm a pretty shy girl. Help! Love, Amy. ~ I read my 41st message for today. I'm no love guru or anything; though I have my ways when it comes to helping people with their love lives or relationships. I stretched my fingers and got ready onto typing once again. ~Dear Amy, I think you should get to know the 'Bad Boy' a bit more. But, like I said. You only live once. Take the chance. Be confident. If it doesn't work. Move on. I'm sure plenty of guys would love to get to know you more. Love, Violet β₯~ Now, before you say anything, I'm not really cupid, I don't have the arrows or the diapers. I like to think that where cupid shoots, I keep the arrow in tact. I help with people's love life because love is the most important and purest thing in the world. It can fix and endure anything and everything. I believe in love so much that I fell in love with bad boy Lucas Williams. This is your one of a kind Bad Boy meets Cupid, but everything isn't as it seems, heartbreak, loss, betrayal, love and everything in between. Everything has to be cliche before it gets better.Complete
Maybe Us. (Vance Hopper x FEM! Reader)
You had been attending the same school for over 15 years, obviously because you were born in the small town in North Carolina. You were living a pretty normal life, till all of the abductions started happening in 1977. But lets go back a bit. Lets go back to the year 1976. You had been on a night shift on November 18th, 1976. There were many more people than your previous shift. Really the only people there were dropouts, druggies, drug dealers, freaks, and alcoholics. All around the ages 14-22. Everybody was pretty chill with eachother, except for a few people, but that was just the minority. You had been zoned out while staring at the clock, then suddenly heard a DING! Some kid wanted to buy some cigarettes again. You looked at him and he said "Jesus kid, you in a mental insitute or something? Snap out of it." you ringed him up after he asked you for a pack of camels, and then looked at a familiar guy playing pinball. The same blonde that got over 100,000 his last time he came. Everybody started hyping him up, so he's trying to beat 100,000. You remember the mess you had to clean up after some kid accidently knocked over a bunch of beer. You like to not think about how it ruined your favorite pair of shoes. He messed up again, and kicked the machine. You yelled out to him "That thing costs money you know." then he looked at you. His face almost looked angelic. But he had been the jerk of your highschool, so he couldn't be that angelic. He looked away and picked at his pockets. He pulled out nothing. He started walking up to you and started asking for a dime. "Come on, I feed you guys this money all the damn time. Plus you will just get it back." "Then maybe don't waste all your money on pinball. We've gained around $200 with you coming here almost everyday. Thanks for that." and then you smiled while picking up your book. He looked at you in anger, then you looked back up at him. He looked like he was in a bad mood. "Here's a dime." you said handing him a dime.Complete
I MARRIED A CUPID
Aila Seymour, my life and my death. Touching her gives me life but she stares at me with her eyes brimming with tears. Her look of innocence will be the reason of my perish. She holds the gun to my head, the arrow to my heart. "I shall continue being your wife." I gasp at her answer, not expecting her decision. Aila takes my hand and put it on top of her chest, "Take it. Take my heart. I do not care if you have lovers. I will turn a blind eye to all your mistress. I will endure the heartbreaks and the painful words. I will be with you." She held my gaze and whispered, "I love you, Caelon. I want to be with you, always." I pulled away and whispered in a small voice, "You will die." "I do not care." "You'll cease to exist. Like you have never existed in this life and the next." "It doesn't matter." "You will be nothing." Aila tugged at my hand and snuggled her head upon my chest, "As long as I am with you, Caelon Rouen, as long as I am with you." * We have faced death. We have been separated by fate.Love opposes our match. It is all in vain. I will die on her hands and she will mourn me. We are not supposed to meet but fate brings us together just to separate us, again. I am walking away from the path only to lead myself closer to it. And yet, there is a way to end the cycle. She has to hate me back as much as I hate her. She must stop loving me. This is the reason why I married a cupid so I can break her enough to make her despise me. Will her hate be enough for her heart to stop loving me?Complete
Cupid's Love
[***Warning***] [Possible spelling erros though it's been edited] [Possible triggering topics; read at own risk] [Cringe old art jumpscares] Cupid, the god of love. He's great, handsome, and a flirt who's enticing to everyone he meets, who wouldn't want to be with him? Dylan Porter, that's who. Unable to mind his own business, he crosses paths with a maniac who claims to be Cupid. Immediately, Dylan knows this is absurd but it's too late because this man seems to have already taken an interest in him. Was it worth it talking to this weird stranger or did he just gain himself a stalker? Whatever the answer may be Dylan doesn't like either possibility...Complete
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I was sent to earth to get to know the behaviour of humans - at least that's my official mission. I prefer going back to my old job. Which means, making people fall in love. But there is a major problem, as soon as I'd use my bow and arrow god would notice it. So I need to try it differently: I need to set up romantic events and do some talking - lots of talking. In case you didn't get it yet, I'm Cupid. No, I'm not the way humans imagine me. And earth is not the way I imagined it. This mission changed everything. Book 1 in the Enochian series Highest rank: #49 in paranormalComplete
I have always been unlucky with love huh... I'm the 'Unrequited Love Repeater' that's right. It's almost like Cupid himself hates my entire existence. I met them again. My failed romance stories. The people who made me learn from my mistake. The people who taught me how to love myself. The people who broke my heart and mend it back. The people who made my smile brighter. The people who made my heart warm. The people who took pages from my book. Pages of happiness, sadness, anger, and well... past memories. Nightmare, my childhood friend whom I had always admired when I was young. He loves me but it was the type of love I didn't yearn for. Killer, the playboy who made me laugh the hardest. I wanted him in my arms but he wanted to be in her arms. Dust, my bestfriend who I resonate with a lot. Same music taste. Same vibes. Different feelings. He fell in love with my bestfriend. Error, my 'rival' at academics. I did everything I could to acquire his love. I guess you already know who lost between us. Horror, my guardian angel. Not literally. Comfort. He gave me comfort. He made me feel special but at that time I was already too tired to even try. Cross, my online bestfriend. My feelings on him are uncertain. I don't think I'm ready to address that yet. But after all these years, I still love them. Someday I will be brave enough to mutter the words "I still love you". ___________________ β·I have the rewritten one published! (PLEASE GO READ IT HUHU) β·DISCONTINUED but hey you might still enjoy it :) β·art in cover belongs to @kucingmontel on tublr !! β·female! reader
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