Butterfly Affection Novels & Stories

“Butterfly, I love you and no matter what he does! I will always love you!” “Are you sure? Nix, I wouldn’t be...” “Scarlett stop... Your mother was saying the same thing to your father every time Angus or Leo touched her. I will not trade you no matter what happens. Butterfly, you are mine and I will not let you go. I love you with everything in me.” “I love…..”

He asked. "Butterfly," I replied. He smiled and cupped my face. "Ivanna and butterfly.. only these names belong to you nothing else… You're my butterfly who had beautiful wings to fly. Some people call butterflies an insect or even get afraid of it but that doesn't decrease her beauty. It's just random people's shitty thoughts… Ignore them like butterflies do." I kept listening to him silently, gasping every word he was saying. At this point of time, I'm not in a state to understand anything or say something but his words are soothing.

The butler bows and leaves the room. I stand there, at the door, knowing he can see my reflection on the wall though I cannot see his before I hear him say "I have a thing for butterflies you know.... Such peculiar creatures. Not a bee, not a bird. Free and beautiful. Always believed to flutter around good people and princesses...." Then he turns, a small smile on his face as his eyes are slang now "Don't you think so Liliana?" It is like the wind is knocked out of me as I hold unto the door.

Seriously, what’s wrong with men and their broken promises? I should leave this place; it’s obviously not working for what I came here for. Or so I thought till my eyes caught the yellow butterfly, which landed on the flower’s nectar. A small smile graced my face as I reached for it with the back of my index finger. After Zahra, my love for butterflies will always last an eternity. Every time I play with them, I grow envious of their way of life. So free, quiet, colorful, and always with a knack for the beautiful nectar of life.

“Mommy, look! I caught a Monarch!” I made my way over, watching as she crouched, carefully holding the net with one hand so the butterfly couldn’t escape while she opened her bug cage with the other. Then, she gently cupped her hands around the butterfly and moved it to the cage. “Wow, Nora,” I said, crouching down as she closed the cage. The Monarch butterfly within seemed utterly unbothered, lazily opening and closing its wings as its little antennae roved about. Most small animals and even insects were like that around Nora; it was as if they could sense her gentle nature.

How is something so small so perfect? I carefully place my finger in front of it, gently nudging it, trying to coax it onto my finger. My smile turns as wide as Winter’s as the butterfly takes a tentative step onto my finger. It pulls back for a moment, as though it’s testing this new, unfamiliar territory. Then it’s on my hand, crawling slowly over my skin, each delicate step feeling like the flutter of eyelashes. I bring my hand up to inspect it. It really is a miracle. The more it crawls, the more it tickles. Must be why eyelashes on your skin are called butterfly kisses. They really feel like the flutter of butterfly wings and their tiny little feet.

So, no, I don’t love him because he is bullying me, but I did fall in love with him because he had bullied me. “No, Jace. Maybe in the beginning you were bullying me into it, but I’m on board in this relationship one hundred percent. I love you, not because I think you’re bullying me now, but because you bullied me. How do I know if my feelings would have changed for you had you not bullied me? I don’t think I would have known my true self had you not become my bully.”

Terrence explained. In amusement of what Marco read. He immediately asked Terrence if he can be able to help him to be friends with Nicole. "Buddy, can you help me out to be friends with her, maybe if someone can vouch for me to his boyfriend it will not be that big deal for both them." Marco asked. "Well as long as you don't have any bad intentions towards her that is fine with me, and also if you will be able to ensure me that I am always be with you guys no worries about it." Terrence agreed. Marco immediately sent a friend request to Nicole.

Nico answers. “We are going to get a simple butterfly and the antennas will make a V.” Anthony informs me. “I love that!” I beam as I happily clap my hands and they both chuckle at me. “You get to decide what you want to get for us.” Nico adds. “Something simple. A heart with an N and A inside it. Do you two want to get something for each other?” I question, curious. “We thought about that. We will put an A or N in the butterfly wing.” Nico answers.

Marco called, his voice filled with excitement as he raced towards me, his small hands clutching something tightly. He opened them, revealing a fluttering butterfly, its wings a kaleidoscope of colors against the backdrop of the park. But before I could fully appreciate its beauty, it took flight, a burst of freedom soaring into the sky. I looked at Marco, his face etched with disappointment, his eyes welling with tears. I knelt down, my heart aching for his sadness, and pulled him into a tight embrace. "Let the butterfly leave, so he can do what he wants," I whispered, my voice a soothing balm on his troubled soul. "Just like you, when you get older, I will let you explore the world." He no