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Naughty
Cupid
Series
Book 3
Paranormal
Historical
Romance
'Beware
of
trolls
bearing
favors'
When
Lord
Malak
saves
him from
a
sandpit,
Cupid is
honor
bound to
settle
the
lifedebt
or risk
being
called
upon
later--even
if the
lycan
noble
insists
he
doesn’t
want any
reward
for the
deed.
Simply
breeding
the
man’s
goats
isn’t
enough
to repay
such a
price.
No, for
this he
needs
something
more.
Knowing
the
perfect
gift to
be
revenge,
Cupid
delivers
the one
thing
that
seems to
aggravate
Lord
Malak
the
most--Lady
Sophia.
After
being
kidnapped
and
drugged
by the
horrid
troll,
Cupid,
Lady
Sophia
just
wants to
go
home--to
a place
where
magic
doesn’t
exist
and
there’s
no
chance
of being
eaten by
a
dragon.
But most
of all,
she
wants to
be rid
of her
escort,
Lord
Malak.
The
charming
lycan
swore to
protect
her and
see her
safely
home,
but it
seems
fate and
a little
troll
have
other
plans.
Rating:
Contains
graphic
sexual
content,
adult
language,
and
violence.
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NAUGHTY
CUPID 3
CUPID’S
FAVOR
By
Michelle
M.
Pillow
Prologue
Bah!
Accursed
luck!
Cupid
brushed
sand off
his
arms,
mumbling
to
himself.
He
frowned,
not
liking
what he
had to
do, but
a debt
was a
debt.
His
beady,
black
eyes
flashed
with an
inner
fire. He
might be
many
things,
but a
troll
who
reneged
on a
life
debt
wasn’t
one of
them.
Lord
Malak
had
pulled
him from
the
quicksand
and
saved
his
life.
Now
Cupid
owed him
a great
favor in
return,
even if
the
lycan
noble
insisted
he
didn’t
want it.
If Cupid
didn’t
give it
to him
now, he
knew
that
someday
Malak
could
come
back to
call
upon
him, and
that was
something
he
refused
to
accept.
It was
bad
enough
he’d be
forced
to help
a lycan,
but to
be in
Malak’s
debt?
No, that
would be
worse.
So, what
to do?
No small
feat
would
repay a
life
debt. He
couldn’t
simply
breed
Malak’s
goats
for this
one. He
needed
something
big. He
needed
something
grand.
Love?
Cupid
nearly
gagged
as the
thought
popped
into his
head. He
hit
himself
on the
ear to
get it
out. A
gooey
clump of
sand
fell out
instead.
Love?
Why in
all the
realms
would he
think of
love? He
hated
love! He
hated
the way
people
looked
while
they
were in
it. The
way they
talked,
acted,
swooned.
Bah!
Ach!
Cupid
hacked,
spitting
sand on
the
ground.
The
grains
were
everywhere,
rubbing
into
every
crease,
chaffing
his
flesh.
Worst of
all, the
sinkhole
had
cleaned
him of
his most
glorious
stench.
He
hadn’t
bathed
in
decades.
It would
take him
forever
to get
that
smell
back.
Damn
King
Larus
for
throwing
him in
and Lord
Ilar for
letting
him! So
what if
the two
were
bitter
about
what
he’d
done to
them?
The
trolls
still
teased
him
about
helping
Lord
Ilar and
Lady
Rhiannon
fall in
love,
and now
he’d be
teased
for King
Larus
and Lady
Mina as
well.
Could he
really
allow
another
blemish
to
surface
on his
name?
Bah! No!
No, love
was no
way to
repay a
debt to
the
lycan
who
saved
his
life.
Ah, but
hate.
Now
there
was a
real
idea.
Hate was
much
better
than
love.
Hate
made
your
blood
boil and
your
heart
race. It
made you
feel
alive
and gave
you
purpose.
Aye,
hate!
He’d
just
have to
watch
Lord
Malak
very
closely
and
figure
out whom
he hated
the
most.
Then,
Cupid
would
bring
that
creature
before
Lord
Malak to
destroy.
Hate.
Cupid
rubbed
his
gnarled,
wrinkled
hands
together.
A smile
spread
over his
flat,
wide
lips.
Now this
was a
good
idea.
Besides,
what
better
way to
squelch
his
undeserved
reputation
as a
matchmaker?
Chapter
One
Lycaon
Castle,
Realm of
Magic,
1407 AD
“Lady
Sophia.”
Lady
Sophia
of
Aucester
looked
at the
guard,
feeling
nauseous.
He was
very tan
with
dark
hair and
eyes,
and was
smaller
of build
than
some of
his
brethren.
His
words
were a
low
growl as
he said
her
name,
causing
her to
shiver
in
revulsion.
All the
lycans’
words
were a
low
growl.
It was
as if
they
were all
just on
the
brink of
attacking.
But, it
wasn’t
only the
way the
lycans
talked
that
bothered
her.
They
dressed
indecently
in
draping
tunics
that
fell to
the tops
of their
knees.
Like the
guard
before
her in
the
large
square
piece of
brown
material
that
wrapped
the
waist
and was
held
over one
shoulder
with a
brooch,
leaving
his
muscular
calves,
arms and
a
shoulder
bare. On
his feet
were a
pair of
short
boots
with
leather
cross
lacing
winding
up his
legs.
Even the
lycan
women
wore a
floor
length
version
of the
garb.
There
was no
mistaking
the fact
that
they
could
part
from
their
clothing
at a
moment’s
notice.
Even
though
the man
looked
human,
Sophia
knew he
wasn’t.
He was a
lycan, a
man-beast,
a nieten.
It
didn’t
matter
what
word she
used,
they all
meant
the same
thing--men
who
shifted
into
horrible,
unholy
wolves.
They
were
magical
creatures
in a
magical
realm.
She
hated
them,
hated
the
realm of
immortals
and
magic.
She just
wanted
to go
home to
her
human
world,
where
men
stayed
men and
animals
were
hunted
for
food.
Sophia
couldn’t
help
being
bitter.
A
horrible
little
troll
named
Cupid
had
kidnapped
her and
her
sister,
Mina,
and
brought
her to
the
realm of
all
things
magical.
At first
glance
this
realm
wasn’t
so
different
from the
human
world,
from her
home in
Wessex.
The
landscape
was the
same,
though
the sky
was a
little
too
purple
and the
trees
were a
little
too red.
Sophia
looked
around
Lycaon
Castle’s
inner
courtyard.
The
castle
was a
lot
different
than her
dilapidated
home.
Lycaon
was a
grand
palace,
rich and
fine.
The
battlements
circled
around
the
bailey,
disappearing
in the
distance.
Square
turrets
were
built in
intervals
along
the
outer
face,
standing
tall as
lookout
towers.
A stone
house
encased
the
gated
entrance.
The gate
was up
so
people
could
walk
through
it
freely.
If she
were in
her
world,
she
would’ve
killed
for a
chance
to live
in such
a place.
It
wasn’t
as if
she had
a lot to
go back
to.
Since
her
father
had been
murdered
for
going
against
his
king,
she and
her
sister
had been
left to
ruin.
The
lycan
palace
might
look
undaunting,
but the
people
of this
realm
were
another
matter
altogether.
The
lycans
were
beasts.
Their
castle
might be
nice,
but it
couldn’t
hide the
primitives
dwelling
within
the
walls.
Every
time she
saw one
of them
she
shook
with
fright
and if
they
came too
close,
she had
to
suppress
tears of
desperation
and
outrage
at what
had been
done to
her.
“Tal,”
Lady
Rhiannon
acknowledged
the
guard
when
Sophia
did not.
She
blinked,
realizing
the
beast
man
still
stood
before
her,
staring
as if he
would
like
nothing
more
than to
devour
her
whole.
Their
hostess,
Lady
Rhiannon,
was
human.
She’d
been
enchanted
by Cupid
and
brought
to the
Magic
Realm
before
Sophia
and
Mina’s
kidnapping.
Rhiannon’s
enchantment
was said
to have
brought
all the
lycan
men
howling
to their
knees in
desire
for her.
Lucky,
or
unluckily
to
Sophia’s
thinking,
Rhiannon
had
fallen
in love
with the
very
lycan
she was
meant to
punish.
Lord
Ilar,
Commander
of the
Lycan
Guard
had
mated to
Rhiannon
and they
were now
living
happily
ever
after.
Sophia
glanced
over at
the
woman.
Rhiannon
was
beautiful,
with
long
curly
blonde
hair and
blue-grey
eyes.
She
looked
so…normal.
Sophia
didn’t
know why
the
woman
chose to
stay in
this
world.
Next to
Rhiannon
was
Sophia’s
sister.
Mina had
been
brought
to the
realm
the same
time
Sophia
was.
Cupid,
seeking
to
avenge
himself
against
the
lycan
king,
had
kidnapped
them. It
was a
fact
Sophia
was
still
bitter
about.
When
Cupid
took
Rhiannon,
he
enchanted
the
lycans
to
pursue
her.
When he
took
Sophia
and her
sister,
Cupid
did the
opposite.
He
struck
Larus
with a
magical
love
dart and
Sophia
had
fallen
hopelessly
in love
with the
king.
Mina had
been
unaffected
by the
whole
affair--unless
you
counted
the fact
that
she’d
had sex
with the
lycan
king and
was now
lovesick
over
him.
Sophia
wished
she
would’ve
been as
lucky as
the
other
two as
to have
kept her
wits
about
her.
But, no.
She’d
been
utterly
in love
with
King
Larus,
mindless
and
blind to
anything
else,
until
every
breath
she took
was for
him.
Then, to
make
matters
worse,
she was
kidnapped
by a
vampire
named
Devlin
and had
fallen
in love
with him
as well,
mesmerized
by his
powerful,
magical
eyes to
do so.
Sophia
shivered.
Twice
she’d
been in
love,
neither
time her
will or
her
doing.
After
the
enchantment
ended,
she was
left
heartbroken.
She
swore
that
there
would
never be
a third
time. No
man
would
ever
touch
her
heart
again.
All
three
human
women
were
seated
on a
bench
trying
to enjoy
the
afternoon
weather--that
was
until
the
lycan
guard
tried to
talk to
them.
All
simple
pleasures
in the
day had
fled
with his
presence.
Both
sisters
were
dressed
as
Rhiannon,
who’d
adopted
the look
of the
lycans.
The
undertunic,
meant to
protect
the
women’s
delicate
human
skin,
was the
only
difference
to the
lycans’
garb.
The
sleeved
undertunics
were
much
like the
ones
they
wore
back
home,
but the
long
rectangle
of the
overdress
was like
the
female
lycans.
It
loosely
wound
around
the
body,
pinning
at the
shoulder.
Though
Sophia
would
never
admit to
it, the
gown was
comfortable.
Sighing,
Sophia
turned
to look
at her
sister.
Mina
could
well
have
been her
twin,
though
she was
a few
years
older
and had
locks as
black as
night
instead
of her
own
golden
waves.
Their
faces
were
nearly
identical,
down to
the
shape of
their
pale
blue
eyes and
the tilt
of their
noses.
They
were the
same
height
and the
same
slender
build,
and even
shared
the same
fullness
of lips
that had
garnered
the
interest
of many
men. The
men
who’d
wanted
to marry
them
before
their
father
had been
executed
by King
Henry
now
wanted
the
sisters
to be
their
whores.
Sophia
frowned.
Was she
a fool
to long
to go
back to
the
human
world?
It
wasn’t
like it
had been
kind to
her.
Lycan or
mortal,
all men
were the
same.
Rutting
pigs.
The only
reason
she
preferred
mortals
was they
didn’t
possess
the
added
threat
of magic
and
fangs.
“We’d
like to
tournament
to be
Lady
Sophia’s
lover,”
Tal
stated,
bringing
her
attention
back to
him.
Sophia
gagged,
unable
to help
the
natural
reflex.
Mina
instantly
put a
protective
hand on
her arm.
Rhiannon’s
smile
faded.
“No,”
Sophia
croaked,
pushing
to her
feet.
The
sooner
she left
Lycaon
the
better.
“But…?”
Tal
looked
confused.
His eyes
bore
into her
and
Sophia
couldn’t
meet
them,
didn’t
want to.
He
looked
at her
like all
the
man-beasts
looked
at
her--like
she was
a piece
of meat
ready to
be torn
apart.
Rhiannon
had said
she
could
have her
pick of
any of
them for
a mate.
But
Sophia
didn’t
want the
lycan
men,
didn’t
want any
man. Tal
continued
to
speak,
not
taking
his
greedy
eyes off
her,
“She
said she
wished
to judge
for the
position.
It has
been
decided.
Only
those
with
good
teeth
will
compete.”
Sophia
stiffened.
They’d
heard
that?
She’d
been
joking,
bitterly
spouting
off at
the
mouth to
shock
Mina
who’d
slept
with the
lycan
king.
Mina was
enamored
with
King
Larus.
Any fool
could
see it
well
enough.
The idea
that her
sister
had
fornicated
with the
man just
made her
sick.
Sophia
saw the
man
eyeing
her and
tried to
remember
what
exactly
she’d
said.
She was
pretty
sure it
had
something
to do
with
choosing
a lover
like she
would a
good
stallion--good
teeth,
decent
bloodline,
a fine
gait and
superior
form.
Someone
wild and
strong,
but also
someone
she
could
bend to
her
will.
Then,
when she
controlled
them,
she’d
get
herself
a new
one.
It might
have
been a
joke,
but the
idea had
merit.
Men used
their
bodies
all the
time in
battle
and for
what?
Fortune?
Glory?
Power?
Why
should
she not
use her
body to
survive?
At least
then it
would be
on her
own
terms.
Only, it
wouldn’t
be with
a lycan
but a
human.
None of
these
man-beasts
were
going to
touch
her!
“Come
Sophia,
let’s
go,”
Mina
said.
Sophia
nodded
in
agreement.
As they
walked
away,
Sophia
heard
Tal say,
“Did she
not say
she
wished
to pick
one
out?”
“It’s,
ah,
flattering
they
wish to
tournament
for
you,”
Mina
said
when
they
were
alone.
“To be
their
whore.”
Sophia
walked
toward
the
stairs
that led
their
shared
room.
She was
fed up
with it
all,
tired of
being
wanted
for her
body.
Mina
moved to
follow
her.
Sophia
stopped
and held
up her
hand.
She
needed
time
alone to
collect
herself.
“No,
Mina,
let me
be alone
for a
moment.”
©
copyright
September
2006,
Michelle
M Pillow
This is
a work
of
fiction.
All
characters,
events,
and
places
are of
the
author’s
imagination
and not
to be
confused
with
fact.
Any
resemblance
to
living
persons
or
events
is
merely
coincidence.
REVIEWS
"Cupid’s
Favor is
a great
little
quick
read
that
will
bring a
smile to
the
reader’s
face;
what a
way to
spend
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lunch
hour. 4
Angels!"
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FAR, Oct
2006
"5
Hearts!
s,
Michelle
M.
Pillow
gives
her
readers
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adventurous,
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and
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that
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surely
thrill
and
entertain....Ms.
Pillow
writes
an
entertaining
story,
multi-dimensional
characters
and a
paranormal
with
lots of
imagination,
twists
and
turns.
Everything
in this
story
seems
natural
and
real.
This
reviewer
is a
lover of
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paranormal
genre
and Ms.
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firm
favorite
author.
She is
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Romances,
2006
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