Downloading Quiver (One Handed Holidays: Crossed Swords Edition Book 3)

They say you miss 100% of the shots you never take.

Well... they never met me.
I miss 100% of the shots I do take.

When The Cupid is forced on a mandatory vacation due to some... questionable... matches, the Cherubs decide the best way to find his temporary replacement is through a lottery. Pay a few silvers and get added to the drawing. One night over a few beers, my buddies and I decided it would be a fun joke to put our names into the hat. It's not like we'd get picked, anyway.

Only I did.

I, Azrael Veyron, the clumsiest Cherub to ever exist, am now responsible for love matches for humankind. Sure, I have two left feet and can't shoot an arrow to save my life, but I can be creative. I'll figure it out... I don't really have a choice. Magical contracts are binding, after all, and it's only for a month.

What could go wrong?