Salve Me Fons Pietatis Mga Nobela at Kwento

Levi A smile graced my lips as I stare at her perfect body dripping with my finest wine, an Italian fine wine I had saved for later but this will do. Fuck, I never thought I would be drinking it off her. Her eyes are wide and teary, lips parted, cheeks flushed. I take a stand by the edge of the bed. The wine drips down into her clit, my knees touch the ground, my tongue sticking out of my mouth, as I lean my jaw closer.

she took each of their hands, making a small cut each, as drops of blood fell on the blood, Estelle La Fey doing the same thing to herself, " Esmée, remember, mama loves you, so love your sisters as your own" she added smiling reassuringly at Esmée, as she began chanting, "Pnévma ton progónon mou, ákousé me, éla epáno mou, kathodígise ta paidiá mou" "Pnévma ton progónon mou, ákousé me, éla epáno mou, kathodígise ta paidiá mou"

Celeste began to chant, and my mother quickly joined her. “Mater dea supra, Regina noctis Auxilium somnum in vestri sanitatem lucem Raquiem somnum ad eum Relaxat corpus et animo sit liber Dona ei pacem et tranquillitas sicut dormit Suscit in deam calidum lux” (Mother goddess above, queen of the night, help him sleep in your healing light, Restful sleep comes to him, relax his body and let his mind be free, grant him peace and calm his mind as he sleeps, let him wake in your goddess warm light).

I hold on firmly to the cabinet so that I wouldn't lose my balance. "Ego Bastiana consecro et benedico istum circulum per nomine Dei Altissimi, in hec scripta, ut sit mihi et omnibus scutum et protectio Dei Fortissimi, Elohim Invictus, protestatis gerum contra hexes spiritus. In nomine Dei Patres, Dei Felii, et Dei Spiritus Sancti, Amen!"

I should have stopped her from raping that male, and I should have told her husband the truth and not bound Isis. “Oh, you think we are going to fight. That’s cute.” I smiled as I dug my nail into my palm to draw just enough blood. I heard John whimper behind me. He must have smelled my blood. Glancing back, I saw the gold ring around his eyes and knew Irving was worried too. I smiled, nodding at him, wanting them to trust me. I drew the sigil to focus my thoughts with my finger as I softly, barely audibly, whispered the words. “Voluntas tua mea est. Tu mandata mea servabis.”

(Vital energy, surge and revive! Nothing happened. “Dang it,” I uttered. I tried to get my emotions fixed and tried again. "Somnus absolve, evigila et surge!" (Sleep absolve, wake and rise!) I chanted again while shaking her shoulders as if rousing her from sleep. Still nothing. "Corpus revivificus, anima reddere!" (Body revive, restore the soul!) Nothing was working and I was getting frustrated already. “This must be something different from fainting,” I thought.

You don't know any of this, do you? Penny stared in terror. Her lips were trembling, and she couldn't utter a single word. All those details she had once glossed over, the gaps she had covered up with her being too young to remember clearly, now became evidence that crushed her lies. The muscles in Leon's face twitched as he forced out a smile more painful than crying. The real savior was Veronica! What had he done in return? He used her kidney to save her enemy! And he let her mother die based on lies!

the voice in my head said again. Lumine diei noctis opacae. Ego te peto ut, si anima potest. Et hoc tibi do vitam, quae ad virtutem quia tu, placet, audias me cantum, et date mihi omne obtinuit. (Light of the day, darkness of the night. I will ask you to take, my soul if you might. This life I give you, for the power that you know, please hear my chant, and give me all you got.)

“Truly, my friend. From fixer to miracle worker.” Quan exhales slowly. “You’re enjoying this.” “Immensely,” Dimitri says. “But don’t worry. If it all goes wrong, I’ll deny ever teasing you.” Salve pauses at the door. “Still waters,” he says calmly, “don’t stay calm forever.” Dimitri grins. “That’s why we stir them first.”

“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.