Veni Vidi Amavi Novels & Stories

I ask Levi, looking up at him in question. Instead of answering my question, Levi begins to chant words I recognize from back at our pantry. “Revelata quae abscondita sunt.” The altar begins to shake at his words. “Revelata quae abscondita sunt.”, he repeats his chant, sending the altar backwards as stairs magically appear beneath them, spiraling down into darkness.

The Provençal sun might have set, but their love story was just beginning to shine. As the crickets sang outside the window, and the moon cast a silver glow on their intertwined bodies, Vincent whispered, "Je t'aime, Abigail." I love you. The words hung in the air, a testament to a love story that transcended time itself. And so they slept, dreaming of lavender fields, shared kisses under the olive tree, and endless days under the Provençal sun. Their love, like the lavender fields, was in full bloom, painting their world in shades of purple and gold.

The voice ec⁠hoed ag‌ai‍n, smooth⁠,‌ letha‍l, and d‍ripping with ro‍y‍‌a‍l arrog‍‍anc‌e: "‌The⁠ real La‍dy‌ Vi‌v‍i‍enne‍ Mor⁠etti h‍as‍ re‌turned... a‍nd she br‌ought an a‍rmy.”

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.”

Five Latin words scrawled in red ink. Venit ad arcam ignis sanctus. The Saint of Fire has returned. Scene Two – The Whispering Priest They found him inside a crumbling basilica — an old priest, face blistered from flame, hands wrapped in bandages. He looked up as she entered. “You wear her eyes,” he said, smiling. “I wear no one,” Amara snapped. “Tell me why I was summoned.” He bowed his head. “Because fire never dies. Only waits.” Cassian moved forward, impatient. “What the hell does that mean?”

Her voice was sharp, and she clearly didn't appreciate being spoken to like that. Eryx rolled his eyes, his annoyance palpable. He wasn’t in the mood for this argument and certainly didn’t have the energy to entertain her anymore. “And tell me one reason why you want to marry me," he snapped. "There are plenty of men out there who are more handsome than I am. Why me?” Amy didn't hesitate. “Because I love you,” she said, her words quick and direct. Eryx let out a harsh laugh, disbelief dripping from his tone. “Fuck your love,” he scoffed. “If you really loved me, you wouldn’t be out there fucking around.”

“Essentially, we’ll combine our blood in the chalis and recite the Latin words since they are a vow. It used to be widely practiced, but it phased out over the generations. Anyways, let me see your palm.” She presented it with a smile. I made sure to lick the cut afterwards, groaning with the taste. Then I did mine. She licked mine for me, tossing me a wink. “Anima una in duas divisa. Reunite et sanete hanc amoris unionem benedicentes.” [One soul separated into two. Reunite and make whole, blessing this union of love.] She repeated it verbatim after me. Her heart was pounding in anticipation just like mine was.

Vamoire left afterwards. Hodor trembles as he took his seat. Honestly, he cannot shake his mind off the vision. “It will never happen.” : Vamoire (va-moy-re)

“Hahaha...” In the midst of a cold and windy night, Ambrogio was searching for a place in the forest to rest for tomorrow’s another journey when he heard a sweet and joyful laughter that caught his attention. Taking a closer look around, he started following where the laughter was coming from, and after a few minutes of walking, he came across a beautiful lady laughing with her friends. Despite the beauty of all the ladies Ambrogio found himself swept off his feet by the lady who has the sweetest, most joyful, and most beautiful laugh out of all of them. “What a beauty…” As he stared at the goddess in front of him, he uttered very softly this phrase in a low voice.

"Questo è il tuo castello da sogno la mia principessa e qui è il tuo amore don." (This is your dream castle my princess and here is your don amore.) His voice resonated in the hall causing the hairs on my body to stand on the end.