Hearts in a Bowl: Urban Fantasy

[penthius]

Hearts in a bowl. Tiny, delicate, pink-and-white hearts, perfect in every anatomical detail, but looking so pastel and sugar-coated that she was tempted to reach out and take a bite. She knew they would be delicious, would explode in her mouth in a burst of sugary deliciousness and a rainbow of good feeling. They would be so good that she wouldn't be able to resist another, and another, and another . . . and she would end up in the mother of all diabetic comas, or become a serial killer. Or both. There were three men and one woman who hadn't been able to resist, who were in the hospital right now. They would die if it wasn't for life support, and it would be with a smile on their lips. Fairy hearts.

Inspiration: Valentine's Day is coming up, there are pictures of hearts all over the place.
Story Potential: High. I thought medium, but with the seasonal tie-in to Valentine's Day, could be a good thing to start writing around Christmas of next year....
Notes: Good note for another urban fantasy, but nothing to set it apart in and of itself.