Draw Fluttershy Novels & Stories

I’ve been fighting for a place to belong and maybe, just maybe, I’ve found that place without even trying. “I’m a shifter.” I whisper to myself while looking down at my lap. I have a thousand questions in my head but only one falls from my lips. “Have you ever heard of a shifter dreaming about their mate so clearly it feels real?” Flora lets out a barking laugh and reaches forward once more, she holds her hand out for me and I take her fingers with mine until we’re clutching onto eachother.

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She is a good person. “You don’t get to leave” I saw her screaming to my paper butterflies. “I didn’t” I replied. … Dear diary, Remember the white shoes I saw in my secret place in the woods? I think it might be our new art teacher’s. Something about him just feels so odd you know? He’s awfully young, and incredibly handsome. He said we’ve met before, and he was wearing the same white shoes. I have a thousand questions in my head. He didn’t say that we met at my secret place. But I am sure it’s him, his voice too.

the tiny tink says. I look up to see Shelby's sister Sammie. "What is it, sweetie? You do not have to be afraid. We will protect you. You are safe here," I say calmly. "I saw who came to the fairy tribe land. I saw a big man and....," Sammie stops. She looks at Luther. "Go ahead, sweetie. What did you see?" I ask her. "Queen Laura, the men I saw, looked like wolves," Sammie says.

She danced through the chaos, her movements fluid and precise, her fangs and claws striking with deadly accuracy. Freya, torn between her lost memories and her allegiance to the Dark Moon's Pack, fought with a mix of confusion and strength. Her once-golden fur now adorned with streaks of silver, she stood as a symbol of both strength and prowess. Her purple eyes blazed with a fierce resolve as she faced her former allies, her fangs and paws slashing through the chaos with a hint of hesitation.

She ran her fingers through it and smiled. "You're so fluffy." Greyson stared at her with a blank expression, if wolves even had expressions. *Fluffy?* Indianna smirked. "Yeah." *Don't call me fluffy, sugar,* Greyson muttered. "Why?" Indianna asked. *Does it damage your manly demeanour?* Greyson just stared at her in his wolf form and suddenly he started to shake. Indianna stepped back in shock and watched as Greyson shrunk and his dark hair turned into tattooed skin. Within seconds human Greyson was standing in front of Indianna.

It no longer matters that she turned me green or that she hasn't told me about being an eagle shifter. She's mine. I have no idea how or why it happened, but it did and nothing will stand between me and this woman. No mountains or dragons or Goddesses. Flora follows us as we walk to the lab. The kids don't bother shifting to fly because she's here and they have no idea she has her own wings. I'm actually proud that they're considering her feelings. We enter the lab and I walk over to my latest experiment. The electrical circuit is within a plastic shield made up of melted cell phone glass. I have cell phone batteries inside shields too. Flora and the kids gather around me while I line the ci

With this thought in mind, her smile grew more satisfying. Luna Melody Lyly played a tune on the flute while Hana, the young lady of the Flower family, skillfully played a mesmerizing melody on her flute, attracting butterflies. The young lady of House Seldom danced like flowing water and drifting clouds, captivating everyone's attention. Robert's granddaughter wielded a sword with a heroic stance, impressively displaying her talents. The young ladies sparkled brilliantly after several performances, each showcasing their unique abilities. Previously, the young ladies might have hesitated to reveal themselves, but this opportunity was rare. Everyone clapped in admiration.

Her green eyes roamed over Lydia as she exclaimed, “Oh my God!” Lydia stifled a laugh; she knew her mom would soon comment on her beauty and how she would sweep every male off their feet that evening. It was clear that Lydia resembled her mother, both standing tall and slender, with curves that could captivate anyone. Lydia had inherited Luna Alice's striking green eyes, long tan limbs, pointed nose, and beautifully shaped lips.

he sounds so menacing, so evil and for the first time in a long time, I feel genuine fear for him. “What are you talking about…” Zach asks from the other end of the line. “And yes, you must have noticed, she has a tiny butterfly tattoo just below her lower back. Maybe if you come fast enough, I might tell you how I knew” He immediately ends the call and my hands drop beside me limpy. My best friend chose the most ruthless way to deal with me this time.