Firefly Quote Novels & Stories

“No one sent me. It’s a coincidence. I just followed the voice and the firefly.” He straightened his posture, cleared his throat, and then discarded the cigar. “It wasn’t a coincidence now, is it? Fireflies often appear as Mother Selene’s guidance to fate.” “I just moved here in Azen, I don’t know about the fireflies and fate. My friend, Therese, told me something about them, but I’m oblivious.” “You do seem rather stupid than oblivious.” My mouth almost gaped at his comment. I couldn’t retort, too afraid to say the wrong thing that might lead me to lie next to the werewolves he killed.

Slowly, it was a bunch of little fireballs dancing in the darkness. “Fireflies…?” Colter whispered, his voice echoed in the darkness, “They are beautiful.” He felt a sudden pain jolt all over his body, it was as if something was being pulled out of him forcefully. It was a pain that seemed familiar, yet painful. Visions flickered in the dark, he saw memories, he saw his life flashing in this little dark space of his mind.

"Then he quoted Exodus 22:18. You shall not permit a sorceress to live." "Interesting." Fiona frowned. "That's some pretty outdated verbiage he used. And he knew you guys were onboard helping us. Anything else?" "He spoke a word in another language I didn't understand. Something about the brethren of whatever raining fire to smite sinners."

“I want to bend you over your desk, lift that tight black skirt of yours and push my thick cock into your juicy pussy. Would you like that?” The question repeated over and over in her head. 'Would I like it? The damp patch that was forming in her panties told her yes! She would like it, however, she was a lady, she didn’t even know who this strange person was, there was no way that she would reply to it. Another message flashed up on the screen. “Rosa, come to my office. Cameron.”

I ask. Elena simply blushes at my question. "Jax likes to call me his firefly. He says it's because I light up his life." She explains. "Oh my gosh! That's so adorable and perfect." I exclaim. "You think?" She questions. "Of course. I can see how happy you make him. You truly are the light of his life. So a firefly is definitely fitting." I say. Elena simply smiles in response. I hug her close, happy for how everything's turned out.

someone said that echoeng throughout the darkness. “You will never find the happiness if you ever dare,” the reply of a hum that is shockingly coming from the fireflies! “Whether you are the hurdles of crossing the far beyond couldn't shaken my spirit, guardian of this world,” the voice of determination echoed back and forth. The person doesn't seem to notice the flickered of the fireflies, and added with a clasp of hands, “I am merely cross the far beyond of preserving what I'm going to lost. Even I lost myself, that doesn't matter!”

she asked catching one of the fireflies and looking at it with her twinkled eyes. "Just because they are filled with light... a hope... which we do not want anyone to have," another second and she clenched the little firefly in her hand and all of them suddenly died, lost the lights. A large grin covered Althea's face as she spoke, "Master if you ever see a firefly around a girl... light bright enough to shine upon her... and only her... you found your fate." Her eyes crinkled as she motioned for him to look.

she says finally, moving toward me. Before she can pass, I shrug off my jacket and wrap it around her shoulders. She freezes, staring at me like I’ve grown another head. “Scared men might look and enjoy the view?” she sneers, her voice icy. “No,” I snap. “I’m scared you’re going to fucking freeze to death, Firefly.” She laughs loudly, the sound hollow, her lips twisting into a bitter smile. “Death is amazing,” she murmurs, her tone almost wistful. “Until you’ve touched it, you have no idea how free it can be.”

I exclaimed, pointing towards the ethereal creatures illuminating the surroundings. His eyes followed my gaze, and a smile spread across his face. "They're beautiful, just like you, Mia." Feeling a sudden surge of playfulness, I whispered, “I heard that if you catch a firefly, you'll be granted a wish." Jonathan's eyes widened with curiosity. "Is that so? Well then, let's try our luck." With childlike excitement, we both extended our hands, palms open, hoping to catch one of the glowing insects. The fireflies flitted around us, their lights flickering in a tantalizing game of hide and seek.

“Enjoy it while it is hot.” I stiffened, but kept my eyes on her, waiting for her to finish what she wanted to saw. “There’s a little thing about moths,” she continued calmly, almost indulgently. “They’re always drawn to the brightest fire. They always believe that it is going to save them. It is seen as stupid and foolish, but there is no one to actually stop them. If there was, they wouldn’t be as foolish as to try and burn themselves alive.” Her lips curved faintly. “But they always burn once it grows too bright. Just like you will.”