If Valentine Arciere were a mortal, selling out to billionaire Vittorio Fulminare, king of the Roman deities, would be the smart thing to do. But she's not a mortal, she's a direct descendent of the line of Cupid, and her soul goes hand in hand with the deed to her sports shop. Worse yet, her grandmother gets her hands on Cupid's bow and shoots both Valentine and Vittorio.
Val's transformation from mortal to goddess thrusts her into a live-or-death confrontation with Vittorio, who intends to bulldoze her little shop and erect yet another of his Jupitropolis megastores. Val is fighting for her family legacy, but the king of gods is accustomed to getting what he wants.
Although love definitely is in the air, Val isn't sure she can trust the romance growing between her and her business rival. Is it love or is it the magic of Cupid's bow?