Butterfly Miraculous Novels & Stories

I was already snatching my jacket before she could respond and Dame ran after me. "What is it, Hawk?" "Miracle fainted." I managed to answer Dame and he unfollowed me without any words. "Clear my schedule for today!" I barked at my secretary and ran to the lift. Caroline updated me regarding what happened. Apparently, a bullied student attempted to kill herself by jumping, but she was luckily saved by Miracle. The students who bullied her are apparently the children of rich people. The doctor said that Miracle might have been too stressed to handle it and fainted.

A gasp—raw, startled, human. Light—not bright, but soft like sunlight through water—spreads from the point of contact. It washed over the creature’s skin. The black veins began to fade, one by one. The maggots shrivelled and fell. Patches of colour returned to its face—still scarred, still inhuman, but no longer rotting. It fell to its knees. Breathing. Breathing like it hadn’t in centuries. I stepped back, my hand trembling. “What…” I whispered, looking at my palm, “What did I just do?”

William’s mother silenced the crowd. “So how do we know when a school has reached its maximum?” Minister Allen asked. “We have 16 poles and when it’s full, the ink in the bar turns green,” she explained. “Without further ado, let’s donate and have a peaceful and wonderful night.” “I have been looking all over for you,” Sheryl waltzed her way over to William. “I wish I could say the same,” William scoffed. “Darling, don’t be like that I was out of town on an assembly,” she rambled.

He was waiting for the opening of the big war. Twelve men stood behind him, and they were Twelve Golden Zodiacs. Finally, while they had waited for a long time, the sky on the east brightened, and the dawn was coming. The cocoon in the mansion on 556 West Destiny Street also hatched while the sky became bright. A newborn butterfly came out of its cocoon. After the butterfly tried to flap its wings, it flew up. It flew through the main door and flew all the way to the east. “Follow the butterfly!”

he whispered. I pulled away from him and looked around us and up above the branches over us. Suddenly, I could see what he wanted me to see. My breath caught in my throat and I gasped. I was speechless as I watch the magnificent creatures flying around us, emitting glowing lights and making our garden… even more magical than it already is. “Hunter…” I whispered. “Beautiful, aren’t they?” “Wonderful,” I said. “How did you know…” “A bird told me. Figured I’d surprise you.” He grinned. “Do you like them?”

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.

"But don't worry, since your life is presently in my hands, we aren't lost yet." Arian scoffed and jumped over too and they continued walking. "O.M.G!" Natalia suddenly squeaked. "It's a white butterfly!" She excitedly moved over to where it was feeding on a flower. "Yay." The hot French muttered dryly. Arian didn't know, but in Astheria white butterflies were the rarest and most significant butterflies in the Empire. "Take a picture of us!" She ordered and tossed him her digital camera. He reluctantly took a photo and returned it after much fussing.

But Leya has iridescent wings and a glossy sheen. Hearing Queenie says Leya’s name, the little butterfly suddenly calmed down and stopped rebelling. She glared at Queenie. “Do you know Leya?” she asked. Queenie and the magical butterfly looked at each other. The longer Queenie looked at the little butterfly, the more she found many differences between Leya and the little butterfly. Unexpectedly, the little butterfly suddenly pulled out long fangs from its mouth. Then she quickly grabbed Deril’s hand. “Aww!!!” the man choked and shook his hand.

A butterfly. Liora gasped. "Elara! How did you do that?" "It is magic," I whispered. "My mother's magic. I have it too. She says I must never show anyone. But I trust you, Liora. You are my best friend." Liora stared at the butterfly. It fluttered through the air, landing on her outstretched finger. Her eyes were wide, not with fear, but with wonder. "It is beautiful," she breathed. "I will never tell. I swear it on my mother's life."

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.