Audentes Fortuna Iuvat Novels & Stories

For the first time that day, Sienna felt like she could breathe again. They stayed with her until she felt steady enough to return to her charts. Around midnight… The golden setup appeared. Perfect. Clean. Flawless. She executed the trade—a deep, confident breath leaving her chest. Twenty minutes later, her screen flashed. Profit. Big profit. She didn’t just recover the second 500 million… She doubled it. 1 billion gained. Loss erased. Reputation saved. Account in profit. Sienna covered her mouth with her hands as relief crashed over her body like a wave.

“What do you still need princess?” “Et sanguis sanguinem locum ultimi definitoris tenet, quod solum potest conteram vinculum!” I repeated with a serious tone. When I fully captured his attention, I proceeded to remove my dress and the right part of my brassiere. I turned to my side pointing to a small unnoticeable tattoo. “Et sanguis sanguinem locum ultimi definitoris tenet, quod solum potest conteram vinculum!” I chanted for the last time and prayed for some miracle to happen.

He stood and walked to the bed, pulling his woman down beside him for the night. Latin Translations: deo maledicant illum= god damn it/clausa tuo stupri ore= shut your fucking mouth/ amet asinum stercore=boring ass shit/ostende te, tu ignavus-=show yourself, you coward/foeda daemon purgamentum=foul demon garbage/quis ego sum? ego non metus sordida sanguinem angelus=who am i? i have no fear for a dirty blood angel

Raising my arms, the clouds turn gray and everyone could see the lightning as it came closer and closer before hitting me and rain falling. "Pluvia. Pluvia. Pluet super nos omnes. Pluvia. Pluvia. Pluet super nos, et purifica nos. Imbribus, iterum nos sanos fac." (Rainfall. Rainfall. Rain on us all. Rainfall. Rainfall. Rain on us and purify us. Rainfall, make us whole again.) - I say out loud.

I was about to enter when the Swan suddenly spoke. "Videris properas, iuvenis?" He said using the word Enchant. [Translation: You seem to be in a hurry, young man?] Fortunately, Nay Aurelia also taught us different languages. "Ego paenitet, ego sum beatus esse extra oppidum." As I promised, it suddenly flew away and turned into a woman wearing a white dress, white skin, and goddess-like beauty. [Translation: I'm sorry because I was just excited to go out of our town.]

If she was reaching out now, it meant trouble was already moving faster than I could see. I folded the letter and slipped it into my jacket. The storm outside had grown heavier, the wind howling against the shutters. “Looks like peace didn’t last long,” I muttered. As I turned toward the door, lightning flashed, illuminating the old family crest carved above the fireplace, a single Latin phrase worn down by time. Fortes fortuna adiuvat. Fortune favors the brave. I wasn’t sure if I still counted as brave. But I had nothing left to lose.

“Ex sanguine nato, ex anima fracta, Vinculum tene, vinculum solve. Quod in tenebris ligatum est, ad lucem traho. Quod corruptum est, a carne evello. Non est tuum, non est meum - In nihilum redeat, in umbras cadat. Per sanguinem voco, per animam iubeo - -Exi ab ea. Exi nunc. Solve vincula, frange radices, Quod captum est, libero. Quod vivit in ea, non manebit.

Dorcas felt a surge of unease and watched Margaret intently, her eyes widening with growing terror. As Margaret's voice gained momentum, the chant expanded, growing in complexity and depth. The words now carried a blend of ancient languages, weaving a tapestry of mysticism and power: "Da meam veritatem, divinum lumen, Aeternum claritatis, tenebris frumentum. Exaudi vocem meam, exaudi preces, Revela nobis lucem, per iubilares res. From realms beyond, obscurity's veil,

"I t... i s... n e v e r... y o u r... f a u l t. Y o u... s a v e d... m e. S y l v e s t e r.... T h e r e .... I... w a s... i n... s o... m u c h... p a i n... a n d... I... w i s h e d... f o r... y o u... t o... c o m e... A n d... y o u... c a m e. I... a m ... j u s t... h a p p y ... t h a t... y o u... c a m e."

Almost. “Oh, mon ami, fortune will turn in our favor. I know it. Everyone around you is as prepared as possible. I may not agree with all the ideas, but I also understand they are necessary.” She sits next to me and rubs her fingers over the candle in a gentle snapping motion, lighting the flame. “Joyeux anniversaire, Iokaste Latmus Mason. Make a wish. The smoke will rise to the Goddess Artemis and she will keep it alive for you among the stars.”