Butterfly Covers Novels & Stories

If anything, he presses deeper, adding a third finger, stretching me in that delicious way that makes my breath hitch. “Ahh–fuck Dante, it’s so f-full” “Easy, butterfly,” he murmurs, soothing. “I’ve got you. Just feel. I’ve waited too long to rush this.”

Miren turned her gaze to the drape that was being pushed and pulled by the wind; Because the air from the outside was considerably chillier than she had anticipated, Miren made the decision to get up and go to the window to shut it. Then all of a sudden, out in the yard, a very peculiar silver butterfly appeared. The entire body of this butterfly is covered in a very beautiful natural silver color, giving it the appearance that it was conjured up through some sort of magic. The wings are flexible, making it easy and pleasant for the butterfly to fly through the air. Miren was instantly drawn in by the soft light emanating from it, and she let the butterfly fly into the room without even real

“Remember what I told you the other day about some bugs having weird names? It’s the same with this one. Just like how a ladybug is a bug but not always a lady or how a butterfly can fly but it’s not butter.” “Oh. Just have weiwd name?” “Yes.” “Ok. What that, Mama?” “That’s a cocoon. After some time, a caterpillar will make one and then kind of sleep inside it. Then when it wakes up after a while, it’ll be a butterfly. You could say that’s where butterflies come from.” “So catpilly baby buttewfly?” “You could say that.” “Mama, I needs go potty again.” “Ok, let’s go.” A few hours later...

He was here. The sun was up and in my eyes. The first thing I saw was a sheer curtain attempting to keep the morning light away. The wind blew, sending the curtains up to the ceiling. The few seconds that the window was left bare, I caught a glimpse of the flowers designed by mother nature blooming in bunches and shrubs. They were in a dozen poignant colours, the reds looked like it could bleed. And there were butterflies, two– no three fluttered in my vision. Their wings, quite small but painted like it could only be made for the museum or for Disneyland. The curtain closed and I saw the room more clearly.

Daniel laughed loudly, "Don't show such a crying face, when I see your lewd expression, I can't help but want to feed you so much sausage. Okay, don't be in a hurry, the young master said that if you don't love, you won't be." So, what's the name that knows your family's use of a 'raincoat' with the smell of apricot umbrella? Blowing bubbles to play? "The 'Raincoat' is used to cover this item." Daniel kindly answered for her, the second time reached into his pocket, took out…another object. Jenny opened her eyes wide and looked at his bag. Is this beast man a famous character in story A? In the end, how many things are there in his pocket?

Saturday, the 7th of May. 12:56pm. Skyline was used to being on the front covers of magazines, newspapers and tabloids, they wanted that and they earned that, but as of recent they had not been on the front covers for business related news, no, rather they had been on the front covers because of the controversy of the heir having returned after years of staying away. This news would not be dying down so easily.

"The treehouse would be located beside the butterfly garden. However, as for the greenhouse, I had to prepare for it for a bit. You knew that there was something special there, right?" Yeah, it was the giant cocoon in the center. It had a masking spell, hence whoever looked at it could only see a beautiful flow, not the giant cocoon. Minerva already knew that it was a butterfly. And it'd be a giant one. She didn't know how on earth her father got his hands on that big cocoon, but despite her lack of knowledge about this, she knew that this specie of butterfly was too important that he needed to use a masking spell for it to not be seen by anyone.

Of course, with a little card like this: Dear Cara, This is the world’s largest butterfly, whose female wings can span up to 280 mm. They flutter in the air like pixies dancing in the sky. Do they resemble the ones that triggered the butterfly effect in the A****n rainforest? (Haha…just kidding, they only dwell in New Guinea:p) …… So I was quite astonished by this seemingly ordinary gift. I pressed the DV boot button and expected to watch my dad’s new “Amazing species” videos. But the DV storage file was blank.

Sally’s POV Butterflies, Those little creatures fluttered in my belly whenever I saw Justin. This was it! I was going to do it. I exhaled deeply, clutching the gift box I had particularly stayed up all night curating just for him. I was finally going to tell Justin how I have truly felt after three years in colledge. It was our senior year and I didn’t want to live my entire life regretting why I never took the chance. I stood outside the building where Justin was throwing his birthday party.

It was a butterfly. I blinked twice in amusement and slowly reached out, only for it to fly over a potted hydrangea in the corner. I contented myself with watching from afar. It flapped its majestic wings elegantly— black etched with purple dots and an intricate pattern on the sides. Somewhere on the internet, someone pointed out that butterflies cannot actually see their wings. I wonder if it was actually true and what a shame that would be. To be so beautiful and yet so painfully unaware.