Cupid," Jason called, "where are you?"
'Where you least expect me,' Cupid answered. 'As love always is.

Oh, did you expect me to play fair?" Cupid laughed. "I am the god of love. I am never fair.

Think long and hard about how you proceed, Nico di Angelo. You cannot lie to Cupid. If you let your anger rule you... well, your fate will be even sadder then mine.

Pain was unimportant. Failure was unthinkable.

Jason's fingers itched to draw his sword. He'd met plenty of scary demigods, but he was starting to realize that Nico di Angelo--as pale and gaunt as he looked--might be more than he could handle.

Is this guy Love or Death?" Jason growled.

Ask your friends, Cupid said. Frank, Hazel, and Percy met my counterpart, Thanatos. We are not so different. Except Death is sometimes kinder.