Not all love is meant to last,
but with the Underworld on your side there’s a chance in Hell.

In Elysian, there’s always another soul needing guidance into the afterlife. Makaria knew it wouldn’t always be an easy job, but she never expected the living to start showing up, or for Cupid to have such poor aim.

Rule number one of being Cupid: fate’s arrows are only meant for humans. But when it comes to taking his shot… Cupid realizes there’s plenty of love left and aims with his own hear...