Butterfly Miraculous Oc Novels & Stories

So baby come on don't let this go, you know I love you so Don't throw away let our love grow I can't let you go At parang nananadiya ang pagkakataon dahil sa dami ng kanta, ito pa talaga ang pinapakinggan nila. Nakiki-uso sa mga hindi maka-move on, kagaya ng lalaking katabi niya at kagaya niyang hindi rin maka-usad sa pagkagusto rito. Kasabay nang naisip ay ang kanyang pagbuntong-hininga. "So, Mico is hitting on you huh. He's a playboy." Hindi iyon tanong, sigurado siya roon at may kasama pang babala sa huli.

He could always be seen treating other clan members with respect and his concern for everyone is very clear. Veronica will not forget when she saw a palm-sized yellow butterfly with black polka dots all over its wings gliding calmly in lucid air. She planned to pet it and put it in a sanctuary where it can live and multiply. But when she was about to catch it, Freya, her elf playmate, swiftly made a scene and caught the butterfly with its elongated green tongue, sticking it to her left arm while stroking its wings gently with her right pinky finger giving Veronica a mocking stare.

“She’s a tricky one, and far too smart.” “She gets that from her mother,” I laugh, still in awe as my hands hover above Miracle’s shell, afraid that if I touch it, it might shatter or disappear. It’s grown so much larger. It was once about the size of my two fists together. Now, it’s almost as large as a ripe melon, ready to burst. The shell has matured, taking on texture, ridged like the face of a mountain, shaped almost like scales. The surface has a dark luminescence that changes colors depending on the angle it is perceived–Sometimes blue, sometimes green, other times white or black, edged with a deep crimson red that holds it together like a net.

he asked, pointing towards a section of the garden teeming with butterflies. "Yes!" Marco cried, his voice filled with excitement. We followed Daryl's lead, making our way towards the vibrant tapestry of fluttering wings. The air was alive with the gentle hum of their flight, a symphony of nature that seemed to soothe the anxieties that had been plaguing my heart.

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.

I tried to explain with the best of my capabilities but if there are still others who don't understand it and haven't read the sequels, I humbly request to just check the wiki since they have a larger context base. The title of the most beautiful spirit beast of the continent goes to an insect spirit beast named Bright Goddess Butterfly. Its size depends on its cultivation. Greater the cultivation, larger the size. Its carapace is glowing white in color as if the most central location of a fire. The glow released from the white carapace makes its luminescent blue wings with constantly changing dark-blue patterns on the surface and the golden lining on the edge of the wings stand out further.

They really deserved the Noldorasga family's custom-made crushed dried coriander powder. But of course, there were limits to everything. When Eden saw the fangs and fingernails of his older brother begin to grow, he knew the fun times were over. The apprentice wizard quickly casts a buff on his brother, followed by the smoke of Aloe Essence - Balan would literally kill him and all the butterfly fairies in the city if he had any redness on his skin. And finally, the Cicada charm would keep the butterfly fairies away from Balan. They especially hate the sound of cicadas, so nobody knew why.

In front of her was the field of flowers of different colors and sizes. After a while, a black butterfly flew from its hiding place at the back of roses. As the butterfly approached her, she lifted her right hand. The insect landed on her fingers. “What did you all get for me this time?” she asked the butterfly. To anyone who could witness what she was doing, they might think she had gone insane. But it wasn’t the case she was like that. She found a talent of her own when she was just a little girl. She could talk to animals, plants, and insects.

How could it be otherwise. “Lemming or not, I'm not jumping that cliff with you. And I'm done being a maggot. I'd rather be a butterfly. Something that can fly away.” One crept out from behind a leaf, a scintillating blue Morpho. I coaxed it onto my palm then blew it in his face. “That way, if we fall, I won't smash open like a pinata.”

A Golden Cicada! That the Yans owned a specimen of such a rare magical insect was a testament to how affluent the Yans were. The Golden Cicada acts as an antidote to all poisons and its little size makes it very convenient for anyone to wear it to let it strengthen one's physical attributes. He flipped open the next chest and a soft, green luminescence flooded the room, accompanied by a faint, soothing fragrance of herbs.