Western Romance Languages Novels & Stories

My question pulled André from the depths of the book's pages, and he gave me a small smile. "Nothing much. I finally found a book with extensive information about the descendants of Selene, and I'm reading about it." I peered into the book again and still seemed confused about the language. I just looked like a bunch of scribbles that went back and forth across the paper. "What language is this?" He smirked. "Ancient Lycan. It is a very old werewolf language, and only a few wolves read it, and even fewer can still write it."

The woman looked at Damien with sad eyes and an innocent expression, like a little girl who just woke up from her nap and also didn't understand what was going on. Even though she was already hundreds of years old, her face really resembled that of a girl in her early twenties. "I did it so we could understand each other's language." said the woman which made Damien shock. Damien recalled his chat with Lucifer that the woman in front of him spoke to Azazel in ancient Romanian language. That was why Damien would not understand what the woman was saying. But he did not expect that the kiss was devoted so that Damien could understand what he wanted to say.

he added on a mutter. I grinned. “You sounded like an Spanish when you said that.” “Said what? Museo Nacional del Prado?” “Yep. Oh, wait. Let me guess—you speak Spanish as well as French?” He buttoned his jacket and looked at me with sparkling eyes. “Si.” “Of course you speak the two most romantic languages in the world.” I rolled my eyes. His deep laugh comforted me and he walked to the bed. He bent down, placing his lips near my ear. “A language is only romantic if you believe in romance itself,” he whispered. “And I do.”

“Danny is right, you should write a column. This is probably the best counselling I’ve ever had.” She beamed. “I think the first you would use would be languages.” “I think so too.” “What are the most used languages of those you work with, other than English?” she asked. “French, Spanish, German and Russian would fight for top position. Then maybe Mandarin, Arabic, Hindi, Russian. A few more, but rarer.”

Xolem Ignim - The fire of the sun. Locum Sacrum - Sacred place. The Old Language is very close to Latin and is actually one of the sources of some Latin words, in the book that is. Jasper Ivan twisted around. He was fast and graceful both at the same time. Surprise flickered across the young warrior's face as the Alpha's foot connected with his face.I winced at the sound. That must have really hurt. The 'warrior' should have known better than to challenge a beast like Ivan.

The queen dowager had a fondness for capable women, so she ignored her persistent cough and insisted on making an appearance. At the moment, Lisandra and Victoria were deep in conversation. What was surprising to Carissa, however, was that the two of them spoke without needing an interpreter. At times, they used Starhaven's language, Stellish. At other times, they switched to Westhaven's tongue, Westic. It wasn't surprising that Lisandra spoke Stellish, but Carissa hadn't expected Victoria to be fluent in Westic. Rafael and Carissa entered to pay their respects to Salvador first, then moved on to greet Victoria.

As my story has developed, I have added in a Fae language. Since the story lines follow ancient Greek gods and goddesses, I have used ancient Greek for the Fae language and Latin for witch's spells. I might as well put all those high school Latin lessons to use. Truth be told, I love languages, especially my own native language, Māori. I did think of adding that into the story line as the Fae language, but I didn't think it fitted as well as Ancient Greek.

“Not one of the languages I’m fluent in.” “Oh, and what languages are you fluent in? And how many cousins do you have?” She arched her brow. “English, Greek, Russian, Portuguese, and profanity.” I smiled as she rolled her eyes. “You are such a dumbass. But it is cool that you know Greek, Russian, and Portuguese. They aren’t prevalent for most American kids to learn. Most schools give you the option of French or Spanish. What school let you learn Greek, Russian, and Portuguese?” Xenia asked, taking a cue from my bare feet to slip off her shoes before wandering further into the apartment.

It is the language of the wolf. My eyes widened. “Myrathi…” I repeated, almost reverently, like tasting the word on my tongue. “The old wolf tongue, that's our language.” Marcus nodded, a faint smile tugging at his mouth. “I didn’t know what it meant at first. But I’m a stubborn person. So I got all the books I could find on wolves and I started digging, and when I started I couldn’t stop. I bought books, scrolls, anything I could find online or in dusty little shops. At first, it was just symbols and gibberish. I thought I was wasting my time. But then… somehow… I started picking it up faster than I should have. Words started making sense. Sentences formed.” He looked down at his hands, alm

The sooner he found those books, the sooner he could leave that place. **** Archer left the library and found Ryan waiting by the door. He began walking away with Ryan closely behind him. "Did you find it?" Ryan asked immediately. "Yes, but it is written in ancient werewolf language. The only ones who can understand this language are wolves who were born before the blood moon era," Archer responded. "There is only one Wolf I know who is that old, but she gave up on wolves a long time ago," Ryan informed as Archer paused in front of his room.