I will be honest—this book wasn’t supposed to be written. In the first story, Cupid was walking around on Olympus, talking to Nemesis via cell phone (I wonder what kind of reception he would get there? I am sure Hephaestus set up some sort of cell tower or whatever; I’ll figure it out later). He was explaining to her why he could not meet her for a night out, and the conversation was cut short when he saw Jason and Hercules. That was, originally, all that was supposed to happen. Later, as I was thinking over the scene, I began to wonder why the “no nonsense” Nemesis (that’s a little alliteration for you, I hope you appreciate it) would call cool, casual Cupid. The story kind of grew from there. It started as a short story, then developed into what you’re holding. In terms of time frame, it
