Cupid

- knives drawn at her throat] Better woman than you, Miss Canary.

peach colored lips. Along with many pictures of her green angel, there was one of the blonde witch, eyes crossed out with black marker and -

lips] ... Couldn't even pierce his eye, what kinda woman am I? [Scanning the shrine that decorated her walls, a scowl came across her -

if she couldn't kill his enemies? Throwing herself onto the chair, Carrie rested her chin in her hands, a angered sigh lining her -

hit the table. She was a master marksman ... woman ... and she couldn't even make a good shot today. How was she going to impress her man -

This day just sucks, doesn't it Carrie? [Clicking her heels against the ground, Hartnell tossed the crossbow and heard the clatter as it -

The world can be a little more perfect with my man by my side. His arrows pierce my gentle heart.

[Carrie ran her long fingers over the crumpled picture that decorated her wall, a picture of the one and only (cont) tl.gd/kfkr0r

[Love hurts, but that stops no one. It cripples you, breaks you and rips your heart out... but people still want (cont) tl.gd/kc2tp6