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Greetings mortal! I have been called many things throughout history, but you may refer to me as Cupid. I am here to share with you the truth of my role in the world of man.
You see, most think I am a god of love, and that with my arrows I strike a pair of mortals and create love between them. This is not the case. I do not create love.
I inflict love.
You see, my mother, Aphrodite, before she became the goddess of love, was a goddess of war. As her son, I was not born with power over love, but rather power over pain. You see, I cannot create love, but I can make it too painful for two people to do anything but love each other.
And, today, one of my tools, and through it, my power, has fallen into your hands.
The first thing I notice when I wake up is usually the ceiling but today seems a little different, maybe because only a few hours ago I lost my virginity to a woman I never met. Of course I've watch porn before but l never heard of anyone who forgot who they had sex with unless they were drunk. I still remember every word she said to me. “Listen I usually don't sleep with guys I just met and you’re not my type at all. If its ok with you could we just act like this never happen?” I said...
It was 9:10 before I knew it. “Damn! I got to lost in my thoughts again.” After getting dress I made my way to the kitchen, only to find Amanda cooking. Damn she was just as sexy as she was last night, with those blue skinny boot cut jeans, with a ass that would kim kardashian to shame. “Um good morning Aamanda.” I said trying to cut the awkward air we had between us. She didn't turn around, all she said was. “Look I know were living together in all, but could you please not talk to me when...
“Mother what's going on? Why are you here?” I asked, trying to figure out what was going on exactly. Not even giving me a small glance, she simply replies with, “Those are questions I cannot answer.” Aeron interrupted us, while sitting down at a table. “Jaden there are many things you don't know, and you do know.” “What do you mean by that?” I asked. Aeron let out a fairly long sigh. “How should I explain this in the most simplest of ways to you brother,” Aeron said as he pulled out a...
Cupids Arrow By Mary Beth Sanford Copyright © 2019 Mary Beth Sanford All rights reserved. This book or parts thereof may not be reproduced in any form, stored in any retrieval system, or transmitted in any form by any means--electronic, mechanical, photocopy, recording, or otherwise. Mary Beth Sanford First Edition Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any...
It was the morning of February the thirteenth and even though he should have been busy with Valentine’s Day preparations, Cupid was bored. Sitting at the breakfast table, he contemplated his situation. Ever since the rise of technology, his job as God of Love had become easier than ever. Instead of having to fire golden arrows to make people fall in love, he just had to press a shiny red button in the Palace Control Room at 00:00 on the fourteenth of February every year. The button would...
“Mother what's going on? Why are you here?”I asked, trying to figure out what was going on exactly. Not even giving me a small glance, she simply reply with,“those are questions I cannot answer.” Aeron interrupted us, while sitting down at a table. “Jaden there are many things you don't know, and you do know.” “What do do you mean by that?”I asked. Aeron letted out a fairly long sigh. “How should I explain this in the most simplest of ways to you brother,”Aeron said as he pulled out...
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It would seems my hight changed from 5'8 to 6'3. What ever I eat burns off like nothing, I've lost more weight then gained. For the first time in my life I have a six pack. I've also notice when ever I deactivate my power I feel light headed and lose my craving for sex. As far as the women go, the ones I have had sex with seem to forget about me the instant I deactivate my power, but as soon as I reactivate my power they all seem to call me by the name master. The women I have not...
Shit! Im going to be late. Today is the first day of 18 years on this planet, that I will be living alone,well with my best friend. “Jaden down stairs now!”I hear my mom scream from down stairs. “I'm coming mom. ”I said in a nonchalant tone. You see my mother has always raise me by herself ever since the day I was born. So i was pretty much her baby but recently she married my step dad John. He's a nice guy but lately it seemed like my mother has been acting like a stranger. So I saved up...
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It was a cool spring day as Darius strode down the poorly maintained city sidewalk. Cars whizzed by on the busy street, kicking up gusts of chilly air that made him grateful he'd pulled the windbreaker over his lean torso before leaving home. His jeans and work boots kept him warm enough, though he was starting to wish he'd grabbed a hat on the way out. The wind chilled the bare flesh of his scalp in between Darius' corn rows. His long, thin braids trailed neatly down the back of his...
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