Misty’s Mayhem By Robyn Peterman
Book/Novel Author: Robyn Peterman
Book/Novel Title: Misty’s Mayhem
*Whats love got to do with it? If youre Cupid, everything. If youre me, not a thing in the sea. I dont believe in love.*
Poseidon is smoking some bad seaweed if he expects me to take the one job Im obviously not qualified for. Rumor has it, Cupid is a chubby baby with a bad attitude. Thats all I need. A pissed off porcine toddler with love arrows gunning for my tail because I took his job.
On top of that, the idiot Im kind of *seeing* who shall remain namelessmostly because I dont know his name *dont judge* left red and silver magic all over my skin and hair last time we umm went on a date. And guess what? It doesnt wash off.
Poseidon saw me sparkling away and now Im freakin Cupid. Getting to the bottom of this abyss means finding *whats his name* and thrashing his fine, smexy behind with my fin.
Why does this send shivers of delight all the way to the tip of my tail you might ask? I have no clue and no time to figure it out. Dont judge.
Im about to give love a bad name.
*Love is a fools game. Or at least I thought so for the past millennium.*
Getting fired by a slightly inebriated God of the Sea isnt so bad as long as you can find your way past the slurring of his words. Finding out Poseidons replacing me with the Mermaid Ive been *seeing* for the past fifty years is an arrow straight to the heart. And not the good kind.
No big deal, right? Ill just go to her and explain the job is mine. End of story.
Of course, it could get a bit awkward since we never actually exchanged names.
Im Cupid and will always *be* Cupid. Sure, I may have slacked off a little and caused a tear in the abyss that may have possibly let some Demons through to this plane. I mean, who doesnt let that happen every now and again? But the word around Mt. Olympus is that said Demons are coming for *Cupid*. And if *shes* Cupid and Im not, then theyre coming for *my* Mermaid. Unacceptable.
It might be a battlefieldbut in the name of love, Ill fight for this crazy little thing.