Butterfly Hashira Novels & Stories

The nearest chair shattered against the stone wall before I had even registered moving. Splinters flew. My hands were already claws, and my breath came in ragged snarls. Ashina. My Ashina. The Phoenix, who had once burned kingdoms beside me. The wolf whose mark I bore. The woman whose scent still lived on my skin. She had agreed to give him an heir? I hurled the table aside, the polished wood crashing and breaking like a brittle lie. The silver cut across my palms when I struck the mirror, shattering my very reflection. Good. I didn’t want to see myself.

Tattoos covered her visible skin, but these moved and changed like living things. "Kira Thornbind. Battle witch." The last witch was the youngest. She couldn't be more than twenty-five. Her dark hair was braided with silver threads and her clothes seemed to be made of shadows. "Lyra Shadowweave." They all looked at me like I was something fascinating. It made my skin crawl. "Welcome," Matron Ysara said. Her voice carried easily across the clearing. "Thank you for coming." "Let's get this over with," Axel said bluntly.

R H Y K E R My eyes are drawn to the sunset laying down in the sky as I smoke my electronic cigarette, I fell on the couch with my arm supporting my head while closing my eyes shut in order to breathe in peace and silence outside of the hospital garden, with colourful flowers and fountain. My mind went to the woman who captivated me, taking me to her body. Just the thought of her wearing a white blouse, hair up for work, her glasses on to see well since she's far-sighted and those full pink lips begging me to destroy, branding them with my mouth. Fuck. She's lovely and didn't change after all, except her hair and the butterfly tattoo on the other side of her neck. The butterfly tattoo suited

I furrowed my brow and shook my head. "No, Nekane. I'm the Reaper Queen and a Death Goddess. I will not run and hide, I will fight and destroy my enemy," I decreed as I called my scythe and felt the black smoke roll across my flesh making a black cloak. I was a kick ass female reaper and Nekane nodded his head doing what I'd done. We were awesome together and I held his hand as we vanished to reap his brother.

Varniant’s transformation is completed, it broken up the cocoon and walk out with its new body. “Herrschers …! Time to harvest.” Said the leader. Both Fluxter or Herrscher is screaming and rush to each other, the battle is just begin.

The General mused and read the first chapter of the story projected on the wall. The Blitzkrieg is a bitch. And the people hunting them are fucked up assholes with crystals--- the color of moss. Hestia, the ultimate tyrant, has the power to make everyone obey her every command. And her best friend, Hera, can erect impenetrable walls that can withstand nuclear explosions. Together they're unstoppable. Thankfully, they're not evil. "He's no poet," the General commented. Fulgar laughed. "You see, sir," said Fulgar. "He knew about the Altarian hunters and the theory of their tracking method. There's also the fact that two more had joined their ranks, a girl who can teleport instantly and another

Mino immediately smiled and showed me a butterfly with black wings and a blood-red body. While feeling the overwhelming dread, I hurriedly shoved the butterfly away from his palm. "Entrante! Let's go!" I yelled as I swiftly lifted Kypper and we took off running away from the river. No! We need to get out of here as soon as possible. The terror and pounding in my chest have rendered me virtually deafening. "What's going on?" Mino wondered as he ran alongside me. "That butterfly is a Lastreias!" I exclaimed frightened as I grasped Mino's hand to flee faster. "What the hell is that?" he questioned, perplexed, as we abruptly exited the forest.

She finished, and at her words, golden butterflies flew from the bodies to the hostages. The flurry fluttered mightily into the dark sky before swarming back and washing over them until some of the murmurs morphed into either relief or wails at the realisation that their loved ones were not coming back. He did not want to feel this…shitty. War is cruel, and he was a warrior protecting his queen. So then, why? Why was she on their side? Goddess or not, neutrality or not, she was his first. The golden butterflies that lit up the space all turned to the sky and vanished amid the darkening clouds. At the same time, the bodies melded into the ground before more plants sprouted wildly in every dir

I screamed again, seeing who was above me. I stood up, looked around, and looked for Violet. There are many strange creatures here. The man who almost stepped on me is a demon! Belly down in the shape of a human, but he is a centaur with four legs. The girl sitting not far from Violet was even worse off. She is a mermaid incarnation, but she has a head with snake hair. "There are a lot of demons!" I screamed while running towards Violet. "Kei, you're just drunk; there's no stealth here!" screamed Violet with wide eyes.

The lady wings were gorgeous like a butterfly with different colors and the boy has a dragon fly like wings that flickers such colors when he moves depending where it will reflect. "Greetings, seven souls," says the beautiful lady fairy, bowing her head slightly and back to glancing at them. "We've come beforehand to warn all of you. The inside of our city is under repair for years now and we can not show you around. Once you entered, I, Hatte the guardian of Ki and Tosh, the guardian of Midori will activate our Sekai." "When you step inside the gates and remained in our Sekai after the gate closes, we will not hesitate to kill any of you," Tosh warned.