Omnia Vincit Amor Novels & Stories

For once, she didn’t look like the woman who owned every room she walked into. Viviane held my stare for a long moment, “You want the real answer,” she asked, “or the corny one?” My heart kicked faster, but I forced myself to meet her eyes, “Real.” Her shoulders lifted in an easy shrug, “Well… the real answer is the corny one. Simple.” She tilted her head, a strand of red hair slipping forward as her gaze flicked toward her husband across the room. He was deep in conversation with Vincenzo, “I fell in love. And love—” she exhaled like it was the most obvious truth in the world, “love will gut you faster than morals or power ever will. It makes you choose things you swore you never would.”

“What vow?” The false bride narrowed her empty eyes. “Say these words: I choose obedience over love.” Vincent jerked his head toward her in panic. “Don’t say it! If you do, you’ll lose me.” The chains tightened around him, cutting into his skin until blood flowed freely down and his face twisted in pain. “Camela…please…” he muttered through pain. Tears filled her eyes. She reached for him, but the flames pushed her back. The false bride stepped closer, raising the white book high above her head. “Say it. Say it, and he will live.”

Through the chaos and uncertainty, our bond grew stronger, a beacon of hope in the face of adversity. And as we confronted Vincent one final time, armed with the truth and fortified by our love, we knew that we had triumphed over the forces that sought to tear us apart. We had defied the odds and emerged victorious. Vincent's empire crumbled, his power diminished, and we were finally free from his shadow. We stood on the precipice of a new beginning, stronger and more resilient than ever before. Our love had withstood the ultimate test, and nothing could break us apart.

"You might control the strings, Vincent, but I control my choices." ‌ Vincent chuckled, the sound like the rustling of leaves in a sinister forest. "Very well, Cedric. Let's see how you fare against the mastery of Vincent Endesta." ‌ As Vincent lunged forward, Cedric's heart raced, and a whirlwind of memories flooded his mind. Virginia's nurturing presence, her unwavering support during his darkest moments, all of it crystallized into a realization that went beyond mere familial bonds. Cedric's affection for Virginia wasn't just a product of teenage infatuation; it was a connection that transcended titles.

"It's never too late to correct a mistake. According to what you said, Lydia's father is a man without shame. The first thing you need to do now is to protect Lydia and help her to break the chains of her family and do what she wants to do. Then you can work to ask for her forgiveness. Remember, love is actions, not words. If you really love her, you have to do everything you can to show your love in your daily life. Women are very sensual and they can tell the difference between true love and false love. If you dedicate your heart and she still rejects you. Then you don't need to regret it, because you've already chased love bravely." Vince nodded. "Thanks." "Drink less and remember to go b

I was reminded again, that how muscular his is, but not overly. If Brandon was surprised by of my bold act, he didn't show it or say anything about it. He just let me do whatever I was trying to do. It gave me courage to go on. I traced the words inked beautifully over his heart. For the first time I concentrated on reading the words- Amor Vincit omnia. Is it French? Or Spanish? I mentally noted to myself to G****e it later on. "Love conquer all." "Hmmm?", I asked, in daze, still tracing those cursive words.

I walked towards her slowly. {Leilani’s POV} I've spent an hour thinking maybe I should jump here. Or maybe I should take poison and die in my sleep. I never knew he'd find me. “Vincenzo… I'm sorry. But we are already defeated, I can't keep on loving you in secret.” I explained. “We are not defeated. I can love you in the dark. Amore nel buio.” He said. {Love In The Dark} So I remembered all those times we spent together. That I didn't notice he was just a few centimetres away from me.

She clenched her fists tightly, the veins on her hands visibly tensing. “If your love for him is truly greater than mine…” Amora’s voice weakened, “then I’m willing to let Vicktor go to you.” Her sobs broke free. Vicktor immediately pulled his lover into a tighter embrace. “Amora… I will never love any woman but you,” he said firmly, without hesitation. Lucy lowered her head as her chest tightened at the sight before her. Her hands trembled, though she tried to hold herself together. But only for a few seconds. Her head lifted again. Her gaze turned sharp, filled with hatred.

"If only you know the kind of man you're pitting yourself against. You're no match for him, Luciano." "You've underestimated me for the last time, mi amór. This time I will leave no stone unturned." "I dare you to try. You'd only be crushing yourself with the same stones. Don't underestimate the power of love, Luciano. When it fights back, it fights back with everything it has to give and it was always win. It has and always will." He snarled at me. "We'll see about that." ~*~ Anna

“Tell me, is there any limit in getting our love?” His mind recalled the methods he used to marry his wife. A proud smirk played on his lips as he answered her. “No, Vienna. If it's true love then there is no limit. Everything is fair in love and war and we D'Angelo's gets whatever we want no matter if it's a person, place or thing. What we mark as ours, it's ours, even if we have to snatch it.” A shrill of current ran through her veins at her brother's words. “Viso. It means snatching is fair in love?”