Beware Forever

There are two holidays on which I often publish a short story. Halloween is my favorite. Although, honestly, my Valentine's Day stories are better. They are less juvenile and always more bloody. Wait, before that admission chases away prospective readers, if anyone follows my tales, he or she sees I drift out of the Horror genre. I write science fiction and urban fantasy, too. I tell a lot of stories about forgotten gods and breathing life into new creations. This one is absent that whole bringing-creatures-into-existence mythology. There are no monsters or devils in Beware Forever. This is not a meditation upon evil. Instead, here is the Greco-Roman god Cupid. And he has a dating service in the foothills of Los Angeles, California. Could anyone do a better job? Especially in this Modern Age.