Audentes Fortuna Iuvat の小説・ストーリー

I picked up the note and froze when I read the content. "Would you come to the ball with me? J."

"Ursula, we'll keep walking like this. Always." I nodded with a small smile on my face, full of hope for what lay ahead. One day, I ran into Fiona at a high-end bar by accident. She was wearing revealing clothes and heavy makeup, laughing and drinking with a group of men. I couldn't exactly tell what I felt as I watched her in that moment. When she noticed me, there was surprise on her face before it turned into hatred and bitterness. "Are you happy seeing me like this? Tell me, why?! I regressed and was given a second chance in life! So, why did I still lose to you? What are you?!"

"You’ve already kidnapped me. I can’t escape anyway. But let me make one thing clear. Since you’re all so determined to make her eat my fortune cookie, don’t regret it." Mara and the others exchanged glances, then lit up with excitement. "We won’t regret it!" I nodded and told them to untie me. "Follow the process. First, write your name and birth details on a piece of paper. Then burn it to ashes and wrap it inside." One of the supporters, worried I might try something, quickly asked, "Mara, what do you want on the paper?" She thought for a moment. "Something for delicate features and big eyes. Write that into the fortune. She has to be beautiful. And add a perfect test score. Write it in s

That was the happiest day of my life, I felt like my life is going to be full of happiness, with the little bundle of joy running around my house completing me and her mamma completing us , the love of my life That day I again fell in love with the women who I loved the most 4 months later My phone was ringing, I woke up and answer without looking at the caller id. Victoria was sleeping beside me with her heavy belly of 6 months “Hello?” “Mr.Salvator, I am Dr.sham, sir I wanted to talk about your file of your checkup, you never picked it up and I guess it has some big information you should know about” “Which checkup? Which file?” I asked confused

"Say something in Latin for me, Jessa. Oh, you should see a police car with his lights on pulling up outside. Do you see him?" I rushed forward, pushed the curtain to the side. Everything inside me trembled a little bit. "Yes, yes, I see him. Is he going to find Jaz?" "He's certainly going to try, Jessa. Now, you tell me something in Latin." "Audentes fortuna iuvat," I said. My voice sounded like I was a robot. "Ooo wee. What does that mean?" A smile tugged at my mouth. "My tutor's favorite phrase. Fortune favors the bold."

"Invoco eos, qui ante me vixerunt, obscuri vigore pleni! Coniuro missas et misters ter ter. Da mihi potentiam tuam, et in tuo nomine calamitatem male cree! Sana eius ab hoc veneno! Expende mentem istius amentiae! Fac eum in omne verbum meum flectere! Confortate eum iterum! Vicissim ego te miserorum pascam animas. Amen." A deal is a deal.

I felt a snap around my neck area, and everything went black. “Odium perdet Endymionis primogenitum sanguine. Hora mortis eius non cognoscetur donec amor deiectus ex cinere non resurgat et radicem eius frangat, sanguis odii sanguinem quaerit et manu amoris ductus effunditur.”

"Fortuna has granted you chance, justice, and fate. When the time is right, you will find him. I can feel the love you have for your deceased mate and the sadness around you. Trust me when I tell you the moon goddess will take care of him and he will find eternal peace in the afterlife. Your heart and mind are in a dark place. The only thing I can offer is to take your pain away.” Take my pain away? “What do you mean 'take my pain away?'” “Your heart will heal in time, but you will survive the loss. This is your gift of chance.” She said, rising from her chair again. “Your gift of fate is to find another worthy of your love, and you have already been granted the gift of justice, from the day

I think it was Sarcis solemniis, and they went like: Sarcis solemniis iuncta sint gaudia, et ex praecordiis sonent praerconia; recedant vetera, nova sint omnia, corda, voces, et opera. Latin, it was. I think it could be translated into something like: At this our solemn feast let holy joys abound, and for the inmost breast let songs of praise resound; let ancient rites depart, and all be new around, in every act, voice, and heart.