Like most teenagers, Clay is in a moody transitional phase of life, eighteen and poised on the cusp of heading off into life with little to no experience. Unlike most the classmates he knows however, Clay is missing one particular experience they all seem quite excited over this Valentine's Day.
Clay has never experienced love, or what passes for love among teens, the animal passion and exploration that comes from hormonal rages. It seems that everyone is excited about Valentine's Day but Clay, because Clay is spending it alone, at home, killing time anyway he can, and easily driving his mom up the wall with his attitude.
While the girls at school are excited by the prospect of a day dedicated to guys giving them gifts and doing everything they want, the guys at school are equally excited by the opportunity to get some action from those girls they do everything for. It's a typical ritual this time of year and Clay is as angry as ever to once again be left out.
Mulling about the house, stewing in his own despair, Clay's mother Isabelle has just about had enough of the angst. Offering little alternative she pretty much kicks Clay out for a while, ordering him to get outside, find something to do to occupy himself. On a day when everyone else is either getting ready for the big Valentine's night or spending the day with their sweetheart, little is left to do but just cool off with a walk in the woods behind his house.
Kicking at rocks, angry at life and particularly love, Clay happens to kick a certain rock in a certain gully where something quite powerful and dangerous washed along only to be forgotten who knows how long ago. A small bronze looking arrow offers Clay the only excitement he has seen in any Valentine's Day of his life, and that excitement is the chance possibility that maybe, just maybe it is worth something and he can cash it in for a new video game.
Rushing back to the only source he knows for gauging value, his mom, Clay unknowingly is about to begin a series of events from which many will never recover from, including himself.
As Isabelle is annoyed with their neighbor, angry eyes on the man and his chainsaw out in his yard, Clay is annoyed to find she just won't even so much as look at the arrow he found. Poking her with it to get her attention only leads to something quite bizarre as she seems to blink, turn around, and walk right past Clay over to the neighbor she has held in volatile disgust for so long.
Is she really coming on to the man she hates? Is Clay really witnessing his own mom doing things he never would imagined with the last man on earth she'd ever show interest in? And just what is behind this sudden interest?
As filled with angst as Clay is, he isn't too dumb to figure out the secret lies in this mysterious arrow he found and accidentally poked his mother with. Where that poke was unintentional, after seeing the rather instant effects, Clay is off on a quest for something so much better than the game he had thought this arrow capable of providing. He's out for some good old fashioned teenage rebellion against morality and order.
It seems that Cupid's Arrow has been found, but after decay and time in a water worn gully, have the intended effects of infatuation rotted away into pure lust and depravity? Will Clay have the fun he really wants, or will Clay discover that some power is too great not to end up stabbing he who wields it?
Find out in the spectacularly sinful and sensually seductive new story from the Kreme this Valentine's Day. Find out whether you too should keep an eye out for Cupid's Arrow.