Making Eros Jealous #loveisamess #anthology #valentinesday #authorcorner #gayfiction

February 12, 2015
Written by adrianjsmith

Hello all! I’d love for you to give a warm welcome to Eva Lefoy, author of Property of Cupid in the Love is a Mess anthology I’m also a part of. Today she’s going to be sharing a bit about her story. I hope you enjoy it!


 

In Property of Cupid, my M/M story in the Love is a Mess anthology, Jeremy meets Eros, the Greek form of Cupid, in a bar. The man’s got feathers from here to there, and a brash attitude. He’s also a terrific dancer and totally focused on him. Being the center of attention is something Jeremy’s not used to. But he warms to the idea quickly!

 

After losing his v-card to Eros, he finds himself tramp stamped and blonded with a whole new wardrobe that’s super sexy and sure to get any top’s attention. All he has to do is walk out the door, shimmy that ass and have them fall at his feet. Going from wallflower to hottie in less than 24 hours is a little disorienting but Jeremy rises the challenge.

 

Unfortunately, this makes Eros a little bit jealous…. And there’s only one thing he can do.

 

In the Roman mythological cannon, they changed Eros’ name to Cupid, and Cupid at one point does fall in love with Psyche, after accidentally stabbing himself with his own arrow. Ouch! Let’s face it, love hurts, and for Eros this story ends with a bit of pain as well.

 

Some days, even the gods have it rough!

 

Property of Cupid

Excerpt:

 

“Noooooo!” Trapped inside Cupid’s form, Eros railed at the sight before him. The sight chilled him, turning his blood and his balls cold. But Cupid did nothing to stop it. He wanted to shake that silly cherub into a million pieces, even if it ended his existence as well.

Jeremy was dressed in some get-up he’d never seen before. Blond and newly sexy, he’d shed his innocence for a come-hither look and was rocking the attitude in a way that made Eros drool. But Jeremy wasn’t posing for Eros. Instead, his gaze was locked onto Andrew’s, the top who’d spotted him waiting in line for coffee. And Eros would be an ice cream cone in Hades if all Andrew wanted from Jeremy was a cup of coffee and conversation. Oh hell.

Eros’ soul shook as Andrew swaggered closer, his gaze locked onto Jeremy’s. No, no, no! Stop him!

Cupid giggled, hovering naked over the scene, his tiny wings flapping gaily. Invisible to the human eye he could cause all kinds of mischief. Everyone knew it was in his nature to make opposites fall in love, to make the hapless humans swoon with mushiness. The gods considered it good comedy, except when he used them as target practice. But today of all days, Cupid could get away with murder in the name of love. Him and his damn golden arrows.

Eros watched in horror as Andrew’s mouth moved honed in on Jeremy’s cheek and murder was exactly what he had in mind. Andrew was about to press his lips against the man who’d screamed his name last night. Eros hadn’t realized how badly he wanted to keep Jeremy around until that very moment. The realization shook him to his core.

“What the hell’s wrong with me? I’m the lust god,” he breathed, “I leave the love to Venus.” He’d never, ever, in all his eons on the job fallen for a human. But the sweet flavor of Jeremy lingered on his tongue. If only I’d had more time. I could have gotten him out of my system, that’s all.

Andrew’s hand strayed down Jeremy’s back, sliding toward a tattoo that read, Property of Cupid. Eros’s fury rallied.

“What? Damn it, did you do this, Cherub? Is this one of your sick jokes?” His hands clenched, fighting the urge to rip Andrew off Jeremy. “If it is, stop this right now!” he told the cherub. But Cupid snickered and admitted nothing.

Worse, the arrows in Cupid’s holder quivered. Eros knew without looking one lurked there for Jeremy and Cupid would use it to help Jeremy fall in love with Andrew on Valentine’s Day. A day on which Eros, the original god of love and lust, should be happy to be a part of the festivities and stay the hell off the playing field. But today every instinct demanded he break that damn arrow. “No. No, don’t do it,” he whispered.

But Cupid’s hand reached back and plucked the two almost identical white feather-fletched arrows with Jeremy’s name on them from the quiver. As though watching his movements in a daze, Eros looked down at them resting in Cupid’s tiny palm.

The one with the lead tip would easily solve his problem. If he shot Jeremy with the lead arrow, he’d despise Andrew and Eros would have him as his own. But if he shot Jeremy with the golden one, he’d fall madly in love with Andrew forever and ever, and Eros would never have him in his bed again. Swallowing hard, he shrieked in horror as Cupid dropped the lead arrow and nocked the golden one.

“No!”

Cupid pulled the string back. “Jeremy deserves love. He’ll be happy with Andrew. You’ll see.”

“No. He’s mine. Miiiine!” His roar shook the heavens.

 

 

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See what happens next in Love is a Mess.

love is a mess cover

Edited by C. E. Case

Stories by A. M. Leibowitz, Adrian J. Smith, Amber Kinsey, Eva Lefoy, Geonn Cannon, L. M. Perrin, Michael DuPuy and Rachael Orman.

 

Lesbian, Bisexual and Gay anthology, Valentine’s Day theme, romance, contemporary

 

Publisher: Supposed Crimes, LLC
Release Date: January 3, 2015 (ebook only)
Length: Anthology / 35,000 words / 119 pages

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Description

 

Love is a Mess: A Supposed Crimes Anthology contains eight stories from eight authors on the topic of misfortune at Valentine’s Day. The topics range from the fun of the moment to the power of the eternal. Lesbian, gay, and bisexual characters star in their own love and lust stories—erotic, playful, and thoughtful.

Viral Valentine by L. M. Perrin

When a Valentine’s Day prank goes badly, Paige’s guilt won’t let her watch the victim walk away without a proper apology.
Date Blind by Geonn Cannon

A woman discovers the worst possible blind date scenario when her date turns out to be someone who bullied her in high school.
The Politician and the Pilot by Amber Kinsey

A politician and a pilot make a steamy connection on Valentine’s Day.
Bar Tryst by Rachael Orman

After her roommate blackmailed her into going to an Anti-Valentine’s day party, Vanessa decided to make the best of it especially when the bartender shared that she was looking to have a good time too.
Quarter Life: Energy Feed by Adrian J. Smith

With strange creatures in her path, Faye is determined to get the information she wants no matter the cost.
Property of Cupid by Eva Lefoy

Will an ancient Greek god give up half his powers to love a mere human? Or will Cupid loose his golden arrow, letting Jeremy fall in love with another man?
Private Dance by A. M. Leibowitz

With Alex’s sexy boyfriend, Phin, gone for three weeks, there’s only one option: let his best friend’s kids lead him on a treasure hunt through town to find his Valentine’s gift waiting for him to unwrap.
The Last Mitzvah by Michael DuPuy

One man seeks salvation over love, death, and ice cream.

 

Author Bio and Contact:

 

Eva Lefoy writes and reads all kinds of romance, and is a die-hard Trekkie. She’s also terribly addicted to chocolate, tea, and hiking. One of these days, she’ll figure out the meaning of life, quit her job, and go travel the galaxy. Until then, she’s writing down all her dirty thoughts for the sake of future explorers.

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