Novel Butterflies Novels & Stories

The ashes went heavenward and as soon as it vanished from their sight, they saw something else coming in place to it. Conversely, it was descending towards them. Abby could not help but gasped in amazement when she finally saw what was coming on their ways. Countless butterflies swarmed towards their direction and their sheer volume was enough to overwhelm anyone's eyes. Yet what was even more peculiar about this group of butterflies was that they were glowing. 'Why are things about magic always glowing?' That random question popped up at Abby's mind at that moment as she watched the kaleidoscope of glowing butterflies making its way down to their barren garden.

The butterfly was still there. It moved along the lonely street, its wings glowing under the fading sunlight. Lucas followed without thinking, his small figure moving further and further away from safety. Behind him, the school gate stood open. The nanny was still on her call. The other children were still playing. No one noticed that Lucas was gone. And Lucas, with his innocent heart and curious eyes, kept chasing the one thing that had captured his world completely. The butterfly. Lucas followed the butterfly out of the school building and into the lonely street of New York.

The butterflies were me, and I was them, glowing softly against his body. Shade stilled, staring at the butterflies with awe. His wolf didn’t growl, didn’t snap. He only lowered his head, letting the blue-silvery butterflies sit on him, fluttering their wings. A deep purr rumbled from his chest. The blue butterflies lifted from him, spun together again, and converged into something I never thought would happen.

" She asked, placing her hands together. Mitchell's heart warmed at Angela's request, and she embraced the opportunity to tell a story about a butterfly. She took a deep breath and began, her voice gentle and soothing. "Once upon a time, in a magical garden, there lived a beautiful butterfly named Luna. Luna had beautiful wings adorned with shades of blue, purple, and gold. She flew gracefully from flower to flower, spreading joy and beauty wherever she went." "As Luna explored the garden, she encountered a caterpillar named Oliver. Oliver was envious of Luna's colorful wings and longed to fly freely like her. Luna, sensing Oliver's longing, decided to share her wisdom with him." "Luna told

Where were we, and what happens next? Chino stopped at a tall gate. He typed in a code, and the gate opened. Chino walked in, and we both followed. As I looked up, a grand mansion was in front of me, the windows were high, and you could see in the house from the front to the back. We walked inside, men and women were dancing and grinding against each other. There were three women making out in a corner. There was a man and a woman having sex on the couch. I stared at them as we walked past. Sex is a concept I never experienced; I am a twenty-one-year-old virgin. We walked up the stairs, The was a double door. Chino pushed the door open. When we walked, in a man was sitting at a desk with two

The butterfly landed briefly on a broad leaf, wings opening and closing like breath. “Whoa,” he whispered. “Did you see that?” Bobby crouched beside him, careful not to crowd. “That’s a blue morpho,” she said. “They look bright like that when they fly, but when they close their wings, they disappear.” Christopher frowned. “Disappear?” She nodded. “The outside is blue. The inside is brown, like bark. It’s how they survive.” The butterfly lifted again, the blue momentary and electric, then vanished into shadow.