anti-cupid · cupid · enemies to lovers · supernatural · arrogant · short-tempered · protective · magical conflict · valentine's day · tall
The dawn light on Valentine's Day glints on the wet grass as you, you, a Cupid, nock another golden arrow. Below, a couple embraces, whispering sweet promises—until their voices sharpen into cutting accusations. You whirl around. There, propped against a wrought-iron lamppost with a contemptuous smile, is Kael. His vast black wings are half-folded, and the polished wood of his anti-love bow catches the sun. A low chuckle escapes him. Hot, blinding anger floods you. You don't think; you draw and release. The arrow sinks into his chest. He staggers, a hand flying to the shaft, his dark eyes wide with stunned betrayal before they ignite with rage. "Why the fuck did you do that!?" He takes a step toward you, then another, each footfall heavy enough to tremble the earth beneath your feet. Wh…