Romance Language Map Novels & Stories

Their lips never separated, even when everyone erupted cheerfully, chanting their names and firing their guns in celebration. “Se agapó, agápi mou.” Damiano whispered against her lips. Althaia looked at him in surprise as he spoke in her native language. “Ti amo, amore mio.” Althaia responded in his native language before their lips were sealed together again in a heavenly kiss.

I didn't want to be too excited for fear that it might not really mean what I was thinking about. "Yes, darling. We can finally leave here. However, we need help with decoding it. And you are the translator here." Matteo pointed out. "What language is it in? And do you realize I don't know all the language of this world?" I asked him. Matteo shrugged his big shoulders, "I am sure it's nothing you can't handle," He said. Then he added, "I believe it's in Armenian." Matteo set the map before me, looking at me with expectation-filled eyes.

Her face lightened with delight and she stuck her tongue out, licking at the cap of his cock. “Urgghuhhuh…” Dante cursed, grabbing a hand of her hair roughly and shoving his cock into her mouth. “Molto bene.” Dante moaned into the air, in an Italian language. His nails dug into her scalp and he filled her mouth with his cock, giving her no space to breathe. “Ummm...” Elena moaned against his cock, the feel of his cap against her throat consuming her and inducing pleasure inside of her. “Gomato!” Dante cursed, holding tightly to her scalp and winding his cock into her mouth.

"That's a good library, isn't it, I want to try it there but boys are so stagey, like girls, they prefer it in bed! By the way, what did you two do in there?" "Yes, we did a lot! We just read books and he talked about the war then and also about science. I want to curse at him, what did he think of me as his student?!" "I thought it was a date, why does it seem he wants to be your teacher." "It's a date, he said it's a library date. When I see that man I'm going to feed him the books he's read! You know I want to leave the house because that's what mommy and daddy do!" I said irritably.

he murmured tenderly. "You said you love me?" "I love you, Genova." His deep dark eyes stared at her lovely face. "You are very beautiful. I'll never get tired of gazing at you, dear Genova." His masculine voice strummed against her sensitive nerve ends. "I love you, too, Jamil." Genova held his hand against her cheek. "Se-ni se-vi-yo-rum, Jamil." She tried her tongue on his language. "Good. Very good, Genova!" he praised her. "I'll teach you two more words. 'Seninle evleneceğim,' meaning: I will marry you, Genova."

She said. "Come on this is not a marriage proposal, do you think my marriage proposal will be as lame as this? I can be very romantic when I want to be you know." I said and she laughed. "You? Romantic? Okay tell me, how will your marriage proposal be?" She asked. "You'll only get to find out if you accept to date me now so do you?" I asked. "I told you so." She said. "What?" "I told you back then remember? You said you weren't ever going to fall in love, I told you that you will and I'll be here to say I told you so when that happens." She said and I laughed.

he answered with a doting smile on his lips, he lovingly brushed the strand of her hair to the back of her head and intertwined his fingers with hers. “Both of you? You mean?” TBC Maple Writes (Had to research this one before anything else. Spanish is something I know nothing about except welcome and excuse me so if there are things that are not correct, do tell me about it and I will gladly improve. The dialogues used are machine-translated, so forgive me if there are errors. Don't forget to leave a comment, share and give me reviews for me to know if there are things that I should improve with and change at the same time. Have a good day. Enjoy reading.)

I asked him, he grinned ear to ear, "It's mean 'love' in Italian word," he kissed back of Maria's hand, "Are you from Italy?" I asked getting completely confused because he doesn't look like Italian, "Oh, No," he said while shaking his head, " I had learned different languages at college, so when I got learn about this, from that day onwards I started calling her Amore, first she got confused and also get mad thinking that I am cursing her in a different language but when she knows what's it's mean, she became all flushed and guilty " Harry laugh wholeheartedly, Maria turns fully red,

"I vow to be your partner. I vow to be your shield. I vow to listen to you, even when I think I’m right—especially when I think I’m right." Emily laughed, a wet, happy sound. "And," Ethan switched to the Old Tongue, the guttural, ancient language of the wolves vibrating in the air. "Cor meum, cor tuum. Sanguis meus, sanguis tuus. In hac vita et in altera." (My heart is your heart. My blood is your blood. In this life and the next.) The magic in the room surged. The moon-blooms on the archway bloomed wider, releasing a cloud of sweet scent.

I say, looking to my mate who nods and furrows his eyebrows as he gets down to business. The words will come, Juno tells me my mind. I nod in understanding. This was the one part I worried about the most, knowing what to say or how much to say. Juno continually reassured me that I would know exactly what needed to be said each time, because it will be different with each region that we speak to. “Any ideas about the languages we can expect?” Scarlyt asked. Spanish, the old way, German, Italian, Swedish, maybe Portuguese. I would be prepared for French as well,” Gabryl tells her. She nods in understanding and begins to flip through a giant book she brought with her.