Veni Vidi Amavi Mga Nobela at Kwento

I roll my eyes and try to snatch the bowl from him. "Cello," he utters, tasting the name on his tongue. "It's better than amor." "Yeah, what does that mean though?" I put a spoonful of ice cream in my mouth "Love," he smiles. "Huh?" "Amor meus is Latin for 'my love'," he explains. "Oh," I mouth, and heat creep up my face. He's been calling me that for a while now and only now do I know what it means. I think I like this name better than Cello.

Venus addressed Amor with a frivolous free smile. “Yeah,” Amor replied in the most uninterested tone. “What does Zeve mean?” Zahir asked. Amor looked at me. It was he who told me what my name meant in our first encounter. I looked into Amor’s eyes and said, “it means filtering.” “Woah! Both of your names together form such a beautiful meaning — Zeve Amor — Filtering Love.” Venus squealed. “Or Amor Zeve — Love Filters. Oh my God, it’s so romantic.”

I said, as I waved my hand and chanted. “Quae visa et videntur et quae non videntur, Hic illa ambulet in inter Nuncius visorum et invisibilium perambulabit hic, Sine visuris vel audituris” (What is seen and what is not seen, Here she walks in between, The messenger of the visible and the invisible will walk through here, Without being seen or heard.”

“It’s called the Estrella del Mar. I want to see you, mi amor.” I couldn’t resist that purring voice. “Give me fifteen minutes,” I said.

Robin and Lucy both were engaged in the music that they were not able to understand what was happening there around them. Olivia smiled at the maid from before. Loriel began singing again,'' Os iusti meditabitur sapientiam, El lingua eius loquetur, indicium, Beatus vir qui suffert Tentantionem Quoniqm cum probates, fuerit accipient..corona vitae-'' with the last line there was another blackout.

(Amor meus, is Latin for my love) Lucian's POV "Amor meus, Do you see this? Our little baby girl is all grown up!" My love said as he turned his face to look at me. I could see the tears streaming down his face as he looked at me. I felt my own face wet with tears as I looked at him. I slowly approached, afraid he might disappear again if I move too fast. But I desperately wanted to see him, to touch him, to talk to him. To see if it's really him.

Value self. Amen. Your love, The Friend

“Because you wanted to open the hell, which we’re already inside.” My eyes widened, and I laughed. “Genius! I could hug you right now, but you stink, old man.” I blew a shaky breath and focused. “Once it’s open, I go first and you help everyone out.” “Well. See if it works, Amelia. Hurry up.” I could even hear the hope in his voice. “Aperi portas mundo viventi. Ostende mihi lucem.” I raised my sword jabbed it in the air and dragged my foot in the form of a crescent, the other in its opposite direction. The ground started shaking, like a low-magnitude earthquake.

As his tears began to flow, I felt a great pain in my heart before everything went numb. “Val..” I wiped his tear. “I’m going to be okay. And even if I’m not, remember always: Scio te non dicere mihi, sed male dicere tibi. etiam te amo. Male relinquere mundum, sciens quia ego dixi vobis.” (Translation: “I know you couldn’t say it to me but I’ll say it to you. I love you too. I’ll leave the world knowing that I told you.”)

She cleared her throat and began to recite the verse. “We are not born complete. Each one of us waits for love's power to make us whole again. My heart cries out for the other half to crush me with their affection My mind speaks directly to the goddess of love America Through her wisdom will the suffering of a thousand lonely nights end. Through her benevolence will my soul find rest in the one meant for me and me alone I ask for Amouria to reveal the one etched on my soul from birth into eternity Complete me.”