Glitter Force Glitter Spring Novels & Stories

she said primly. “Is it poison?” I asked, sniffing it. She looked offended. “It’s elixir of dew-blossom! Very good for your skin.” “Yeah, that’s what poisoners always say.” She rolled her eyes. “You’re paranoid.” “You’re sparkly.” “Rude!” “True!” We just stared at each other, me with my resting bitch face, her with her tiny pout. Finally, I sighed. “Okay, fine. Truce, Glitter Barbie. I won’t insult your dollhouse if you don’t hex me into a lawn ornament.”

“I’m quite good with my red glitter.” “I don’t really like gold glitter glue but I don’t want that rice on my slime though.” Mavis pointed at Zariyah’s bowl. “I’ll role the spinning wheel now, godluck cleaning the mess.” Shanoa cackled as she spins the wheel. In their second spin, Lystra got the green glove, Mavis got the blue glove, Fauzia got the white glove, Zariyah got the black glove while Lumiere got the pink glove. Before Zariyah cut off the glove, she closed her eyes. “Please be a black glue to cover the rice, please.” After hopefully wishing, she cut the glove and she was even more disappointed when clear glue came out of it.

I ran the wipe over my nose, when I heard the door opening. ‘Busy,’ I said hoping they would just go away. I heard the door close and I figured they were gone. I wiped the sparkles of my eyelids. It was some sort of waterproof glue they used to keep the glitter and the sparkle in place. I get it, it would be horrible if we were dancing and a drop of sweat and glitter would come into our eyes, yet it was almost impossible to clean off. I opened my eyes to check up on my progress and screamed.

Fur sprouted all over my body, my limbs lengthened and claws protruded from my paws. The rogue wolf landed on me and knocked me to the ground. I striked back with as much force as I could muster, raking my brand new claws across his face. He yowled in pain and backed off, and before he could recover, I leaped forward and landed on him, sinking my canines into his throat. He gave out a loud howl of pain, then went silent forever. I looked around frantically, but the last wolf was nowhere to be found. It seemed the howl had attracted the rest of the rogue pack, as I could hear them moving through the forest and calling on their comrade's names now.

I gave a wolfish grin. Jennie let out a huff letting me know she was annoyed but she still sat down next to me. I placed my hand on top of hers, and we didn't have to have wait long. The spring slowly started glow a bright blue getting stronger with each passing minute. Jennies eyes were filled with wonder "What is this?" She said in a whisper. "We call it a blessing from the moon goddess. This is the only spring that glows." I stood up and held out my hand. "Are you ready for another swim?" Jennie slowly stood up not taking her eyes off the spring.

April intercepts us and grabs Xavier’s hand to stop him. “Hey babe, don’t you want to join us in the common area we are going to watch a movie?” She batts her lashes and try to talk in a seductive voice. She is definitely going to irritate the shit out of me. I know for a fact she is a gold digging bitch.

she said. Goddess dress, that’s a name, and a very appropriate one. “It won’t get glitter on the dress at all?” She rolled her eyes with a slight grin, “It’s not glitter, it’s shimmer, and it won’t get anything on the dress so long as you rinse really well. It’s not going to make you look like a disco ball, it’s just going to add a little ‘oomph’ to your overall look.”

Aldrin asked as he scratched his head “One of the duchesses has made an order for 6.” “Okay.” Mira nodded. Aldrin handed her 60 gold coins. “Do you have glittering pieces that I can use for my work?” Mira asked without confidence. She had seen the stuff in her previous life, but she didn’t know what they were called. Aldrin took her around to the sections where he had all things sparkly. Mira looked around before spotting what she wanted, the copper-colored reflective bits of metal. “This…. I want this…” Mira pointed excitedly.

But after a pause, she finally smiles and says, “Okay, why not?” With that, we work on everything for the next three hours. The ideas that come out of me once I feel more relaxed with Grace just keep coming, until we settle on one thing—the color yellow. Citrine, gold, yellow diamonds. Yellow packaging instead of my usual emerald green. It just all started coming together. “Think about it,” Grace says. “We can call it some kind of… ripening. A bloom. From green to yellow this summer.” “I like it!” I say. “Summer bloom. Summer glow. I’m sure it can be more official than that, but this is an amazing start! You really saved my life, Grace.”

A spring. ***