Nobody wants to be alone on Valentine’s Day. So when I found an antique locket with a cupid on the front, I hoped for nothing more than a lighthearted gift that might mend the breakup with my boyfriend. Instead, the simple piece of jewelry summoned Cupid, god of love, right into my bedroom. And he didn’t come to fix a relationship I wasn’t sure I wanted back. He came to claim me as his own, teach my untried body the true meaning of pleasure, and fill me full of his potent essence.
This erotic paranormal fantasy is nearly 5000 words of shameless, unprotected fun and accelerated pregnancy.