Tipping the Scales

By Michelle Hoppe

Cupid has a mission ... restore true love by Valentine's day or else!

Tipping the Scales from romantic comedy author Michelle Hoppe is a laugh-out-loud fantasy that will keep you entertained from beginning to end! Find out if true love can conquer all or if the scales tip on romance.

About to be unemployed, Cupid has a last chance to prove he is worthy of keeping his bow...restore true love to a world where personal relationships have taken a nose dive. With more interference than a football game, Cupid tries to find the perfect man for Mary before The Benevolent Order of Heavenly Souls rip off his wings and consign him to a job filing forms in the basement.

Janalee, of The Romance Studio had this to say about Tipping the Scales ... "a witty and naughty look at how Cupid handles love and lovers. The premise is unique and entertaining. This is a lot fun wrapped-up in a book!"

This contemporary fantasy contains romantic comedy, adult language and situations, and is not intended for readers under the age of 18.

(2011) Liquid Silver Books

• Language: English
• Publisher: Book Boutiques
• Release date: Oct 28, 2016
• ISBN: 9781944003784

Michelle Hoppe

Author Michelle Hoppe first discovered a love for writing in a HS creative writing class, and has been creating romantic comedy, chic lit, paranormal, and contemporary stories ever since. Michelle writes sexy stories with an edge and humorous stories about life as a mother and grandmother. She lives in a quiet little town in WA State, USA. With beautiful beaches, stately mountains, an active volcano, and an abundance of nature, it is an ideal location to write her novels, poetry, and stories.

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Tipping the Scales

Michelle Hoppe

Published 2016 by Book Boutiques.

ISBN: 978-1-944003-78-4

Copyright © 2016, Michelle Hoppe.

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Blurb

About to be unemployed, Cupid has a last chance to prove he is worthy of keeping his bow…restore true love to a world where personal relationships have taken a nose dive. With more interference than a football game, Cupid tries to find the perfect man for Mary before The Benevolent Order of Heavenly Souls rip off his wings and consign him to a job filing forms in the basement.

Janalee, of The Romance Studio, had this to say about Tipping the Scales… a witty and naughty look at how Cupid handles love and lovers. The premise is unique and entertaining. This is a lot fun wrapped-up in a book!

Tipping the Scales is a laugh-out-loud, romantic comedy that will keep you entertained from beginning to end as you find out if true love can conquer all. Experience the unexpected as Michelle Hoppe tips the scales on romance.

Previously Published

(2014) Liquid Silver Books

Dedication

This novel is dedicated to Dakota Cassidy, a wonderful woman I’m proud to call my friend. In this wild and sometimes crazy world of writing, Dakota has been a staunch supporter of my work and a true inspiration. I value her friendship, the support she gives without expectations, and her ability to make me laugh. Thank you, Dakota, you are truly a treasure in my life.

Chapter 1

Libra - The Scales

September 24th to October 23rd

Traditional traits: Diplomatic, romantic, charming, and idealistic…

On the other hand: Changeable, easily influenced, flirtatious, and self-indulgent…

Crystal blue skies and a bright golden sun welcomed a glorious spring morning. Rainbow rays floated through pristine stained glass windows, casting beautiful patterns on marble floors. Though still early in the day, the corridor was crowded with people going about their business.

Cupid didn’t have time for niceties, ignoring shouted hellos and hey, what’s up? His eyes were set determinedly on a doorway at the end of a long hall. Cupid, like everyone else, knew a summons into His presence equated haste. You didn’t dawdle.

Arriving at last, Cupid knocked three times in quick succession before opening the portal to enter the massive conference room. At once he noticed a group of people seated around the table, speaking in whispered tones. Cupid stopped in mid-flight, his wings slowing until he almost fell from the air. I’m sorry, Cupid stammered. I didn’t realize you were already in session.

It’s all right Cupid. We’ve been waiting for you, God assured him. Come in and have a seat so we can begin.

Cupid hung in the doorway a moment, amazed as always at the round table in the middle of the room. The massive table was made of solid gold with twelve thrones positioned equally around its perimeter. There were silver inlays depicting fairies, unicorns, and cherubs dancing along its edge and in the center, a full moon with beams of light reaching fingers of silver to touch on smiling faces.

Many years ago, when King Arthur first set into motion his idea of a governing council in Camelot, God sat up and took notice. What a wonderful idea for sharing the burden of leadership, God had thought. He ordered the massive table built, and set about appointing members to his very own round table council. When Arthur died, God made him a member of The Benevolent Order of Heavenly Souls. He joined a distinguished group of council members who were God’s advisors, and while it was an honor to serve, there was one drawback…you had to be dead.

Pulling himself together, Cupid slowly floated forward to join the others, trying to figure out what could be so damn important. He had so much work to do, with Valentine’s Day only a month and a half away. Cupid would love to tell the boss he didn’t have time for this, however, the last time he’d been so bold his wings were singed before he could escape the path of God’s wrath.

Deciding silence would be the best course of action, he took his seat between Jupiter and Zeus, and, along with the others, waited for God to tell them why he’d called this emergency meeting.

*

God relaxed deeper into his throne as he waited for Cupid to take his seat. He surveyed the group and was pleased to see all eleven members of the council