Butterfly Miraculous Novels & Stories

" --------------------------- -Flashback- "Alexander, where's Franklin?" Young Alexander stared at the woman with the caliber of a queen, walking towards him. Violet Zaragoza, a young woman who was born in Catalona,Spain. She arrived in Jericho, California with a palace-like house already waiting for her. Franklin automatically noticed her, as well as Alexander.

, She mumble "What did you just say to me?!!", Anthony boomed in fury. How dare she bring his sister into thi She opened her mouth to give him a reply, but she exited her mouth her mouth was not what she was expectin As she opened her to reply him, she felt funny, and suddenly, a surge of fluid emitted from her system like larva leaving a volcano, and she threw up on Anthony. Before long, Anthony was completely drenched in vomit

Melissa had much larger wings that were of a strange bluish green which was very unlike a monarch butterfly. Thanks to the kindness of the butterfly and all the creatures of the forest the boy survived. He found a new home and even a family to call his own. It was a very simple story but one Wren had related to. All he was missing was a home and a family. He told Melissa that if he never gets to see her again that she should know that she reminds him of that butterfly. She just needs to let herself see it. “Wren where have you been?” Dylan asked.

Could a place so beautiful be cursed? Perhaps entering paradise always demanded a price. As the midday sun faded, Caelia wandered through the shallows of the lagoon, the warm water lapping at her feet. The giant rock cast a comforting shadow, while the whispering leaves above masked the unease that still clung to her from the monstrous wyvern’s attack. At first, she flinched at every rustle or beating of wings, mistaking harmless birds for threats. But gradually, the tranquil atmosphere began to soothe her, and she found herself captivated by a large butterfly perched on a blade of grass at the water’s edge. It crept closer, drinking from the cool surface, its fragile beauty a sharp contrast

With tensions so high, it would not take much for blood to start spilling. Verra gave them moon potions so they could replenish their mana, which backfired as the two ended up in a mini coma while the impurities were being expelled from their bodies. When they awoke there were surprised to find themselves lying on the back of a massive thousand feet butterfly with glowing blue wings. With every flap of its wings, a sweet aroma as well as tiny green flower petals fell off its wings.

“If my mate asks, I might even try.” I rolled my eyes but felt my heart flutter anyway. Hope suddenly let out a small squeak, her eyes widening as a butterfly drifted close. She reached for it, tiny fingers trembling with excitement. The delicate wings brushed her palm before floating away. Her giggle followed it like a blessing. “She’s seeing magic for the first time,” Hannah whispered. I watched the butterfly vanish into the blue sky and felt a deep, grounding peace. This was what victory looked like, not grand speeches or roaring battles, but a child chasing sunlight.

Chapter 12 AVALINE I followed her gaze, curious to see it and my eyes widened when I came across it. It was truly a beautiful creature with wings that seemed to shine under the sunlight and it had all the color of the rainbow. It was unlike any butterfly I had ever seen that had one color. "It's beautiful," I breathed, also enchanted at the sight just as she was. But before I could stop her, Aida had run away from my side and was running after the butterfly, her small legs carrying her deeper into the forest, with no fear of what lies ahead.

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.

he stalks me and jumping forward, blocking my way, but this time he lifts me and captures me into his arms. Leaving no way to escape. "My butterfly don't flutter" he whispered, while I doubted if he suffers from amnesia he had already forgotten it is him who flutters around the girls.

Once activated, a large holographic screen appeared, showing what looked to be some daytime drama. 'Crystal Butterflies have an electromagnetic biosystem which allows them to link and communicate with each other. They can also broadcast the information they receive, a function that humans have amplified, giving birth to the entertainment world.' Watching her brother flip through the channels, Maria was reminded of her world's modern-day television. Maria was about to ponder on other ways she could probably save the archduchess when her mother suddenly barged into the room.