Belinda Adams is your stereotypical librarian, tiny swotty glasses and perfectly straight pin stripe pencil skirt.
At twenty-eight, her only excitement comes from the books she adores and her strange hobby of collecting vintage perfume bottles.
Each one has pulled at her, teasing her with a depth shes always felt she needs to explore.
With a non-existent love life she is well on her way to spinsterhood. Hell, she may as well get a cat.
A weekend trip to an antiques fair and a chance meeting with a stranger ends with her taking home a unique bottle called “Cupids Essence”.
With a warning echoing in her mind, she takes it home, not expecting her life to be turned on its head.
It wasn’t her fault she didn’t believe the warning, didn’t believe in myths.
It wasn't her fault that she didn't believe in Cupid himself