Blushing Butterfly Novels & Stories

Dimitri stood proud and arrogant as he stood away from the unconscious girl, waiting for Professor Bains to announce him as the winner when something unusual took place. A swarm of glowing purple butterflies burst out of Luna's chest and covered her entire body. The butterflies' luminous bodies were so bright that anyone who tried to stare in her direction was blinded and had to shield their eyes. The crowd of students broke out into a frenzy and began murmuring with each other. Professor Bains and even Dimitri did not know how to comprehend the odd sight taking place before their eyes.

My breath hitched as I looked up. The first butterfly appeared, its wings painted with blues and golds that shimmered like stained glass. It landed on the rim of my mixing bowl, tasting the air. Then another came. And another. Soon, dozens danced around me, drawn by the Potion’s call. The crowd gasped, their fear forgotten for a moment, replaced by wonder.

The sound of that strange name drew my attention back to the group and what I saw next was nothing short of wondrous. Little Leah was still in Luna Malaya's arms with Sarah and Julian right next to them, looking at Freya in wonder. And then there was Freya, who had been the person to utter those strange butterflies. Her hand was raised towards the baby's face and suddenly, a bright blue smoke formed in her hands and as it rose, out came a beautiful blue butterfly, larger than any normal butterfly I had ever seen. A glittery dust came out of its wings that shore like diamonds in the light and it rose even higher, leaving behind a trail of glitter dust in its wave.

"Good. Now, to your far left, you'll see a group of people talking at table 203-" "Where? Where??", She took a sharp turn to her left searching shamelessly for the people he was talking about. "Vivian!", He immediately dragged her chin with his forefinger to make her face back - as gently as he can. "What did I tell you just now?! Do not face them!", He said through his teeth still a smile on his face. Vivian instantly felt chills from his forefinger down to her entire system. "What is wrong with me? Why is Anthony's touch making me feel some type of way? He's the same annoying guy I dislike, so why am I having chills and all these stupid feelings?", She questioned herself, confused by what

I quickly heard his mocking chuckle, as well as the deafening clang of his clock. I didn't know what else to do, so I pushed myself to close my eyes again and attempt to feel him, but the sound of the clock was insane. I immediately violently opened my eyes since my lips were trembling. Entrante! I'm terrified! I was going to stand up, when I looked down at my hand and noticed that something had landed on it. I saw a blue butterfly with a golden body right away. It has red dispersed stripes on its blue wing. I attempted to scare it away, but it simply returned to my hand that I used to wipe my blood. I immediately grinned because of my realization. The butterfly follows and lands wherever I

A few actually did brush against my dress, leaving little spots of glowing pollen that faded after a few seconds. The butterfly garden was at the center of a circular clearing surrounded by tall hedges. And when we stepped through the opening, I gasped. There were hundreds of them. Maybe thousands. Butterflies in colors I didn’t even have names for. Some were the normal colors—blue, yellow, orange—but others glowed silver, or shifted between colors as they flew, or left trails of sparkles behind them. “See?” Raven whispered, like talking too loud would scare them away. “Aren’t they beautiful?”

"It must be a rare butterfly from Oregon, Ma'am. It's called Leona's Little Blue." The woman blinked at Sky. "You're very smart. Have you ever seen it in person?" Sky shook her head. "No, I saw it in a magazine. Mama read it for me. There aren't many of them anymore. They're rare. I'm very afraid that they will become extinct. Their color is very beautiful, Ma'am. Bluish white, just like the color of your brooch. Your niece is so nice to give such a special gift." The woman chuckled. Her shoulders felt light now. She didn't need to be ashamed of others. She also had something to be proud of.

I felt like I was freezing and burning alive at the same time, with wild nerves and overflowing passion. "...Ohhh my GOD...S-soy Bean..." The unexplained tenderness I'd felt for Sawyer at Naples beach consumed me, and I blurted out the sweet term of endearment while caught up in the heat of our moment. She seemed to approve, and increased the pressure of her strokes as I started to scream with reckless abandon. "YES! OHHHH YEAH....DON'T STOP, KEEP GOING! FASTER..." I couldn't remember the last time I felt so alive...and nervous around someone, but it was a...pleasant nervous, like thousands of crazed butterflies swarming around in my stomach. Baby blue eyed butterflies; with wispy white blon

Hayley murmured against Katelyn's soft mouth. Hayley released Katelyn and picked up a vibrator. "I've fantasized about using this one on you. I bought it with you in mind," Hayley explained. "It's pretty, feminine, and classy. It's called the Butterfly." Hayley held up a long vibrator on a solid base which contained the controls. It had a long, pearly-white shaft, the base of which was clear and filled with actual pearls. Near the base was a butterfly with wings and antennae. It was made of a soft, jelly-like material. Katelyn looked at it in amazement.

“What’s that?” I blink and then look down into my hands where a little blue butterfly sits, slowly moving her wings up and down, completely calm and incredibly pretty. “Holy shit,” Blythe whispers, stepping close to peer at it. “Where did you get that?” “Want to be a butterfly next?” I ask, a bit wicked, grinning up at him. He just flinches back, looking at me with horror.