Soul Of The Moonlight Butterfly Novels & Stories

“You don’t change until the first full moon after your 17th birthday. However some of us will start to have some minor changes before. Better hearing, better eyesight, better sense of smell, craving meat more, wanting to be outdoors all the time. Things like that. The first time you turn it is very painful. You have no control over it and it will happen faster if you are directly in the moon light, but it will happen even if it is cloudy. It just takes longer.” Amaris took a moment to absorb all this. Then it dawned on her. “Tonight is the full moon!” Amaris burst out standing up. Anna came over to put her arm around Amaris’ shoulders and sat her down once more. “Now you know why I have been

"So, moonlight isn't just sunlight bouncing off the moon; it's like a transformed version of sunlight, carrying a different energy?" "Exactly!" She nodded, pleased with my understanding. "It's like the moon's own version of sunlight, altered and imbued with a unique essence as it journeys through space and time before reaching us here on Earth. That's what makes harvesting moonlight so intriguing—it's tapping into this distinct energy source, harnessing its qualities for various purposes. It's almost like the blue fires used by certain creatures, but not quite similar."

Suddenly, a spirit moth, its wings shimmering like captured starlight, emerged from the fading sun. It had wings that sparkled like stars. Beautiful and mysterious. The moth landed lightly on the flower petals. Its glowing wings shined with the sunset. It didn't leave. It just rested there quietly. Like it was guarding the simple monument. The sea breeze kept blowing. The moth's wings fluttered gently. Like it was saying goodbye to Selene in the distance.

KuLaa emerged from the darkness of the night and flew to the highest point of the castle's roof. She was draped in her purple wizard cloak and her purple serpentine eyes were blazing with hatred and evil. With her hands placed in a crisscross over her chest and the motes lights of magic swirling around her body like a tornado, KuLaa started muttering under her breath. The wind stopped blowing and a dark cloud submerged the stars in the sky. The moon found its way to KuLaa and shone directly on her. Harnessing the power of the Moon, KuLaa channeled magic from her soul into a silver wand hidden under her sleeve.

"Spirits of night, heed my call, As the moon covers us, mighty and tall. Lycan's spirit, lost in the earth's embrace, Guide him now to his celestial place. Under the moon's ethereal light, We bid farewell to a noble Lycan heir tonight. Through the cosmic veil, let his essence soar, Back to the moon, he shall explore. Oh Moon Goddess, hear my plea, Embrace Sebastian's soul, wild and free. By your grace, let him journey with delight, In lunar dance, under your watchful sight. With ancestral howls and ancient rites, Together we release him from earthly fights. As the moon's rays illuminate our path,

A quiet smile formed, slow and unsure. Pretty wings. Quick death. Another butterfly landed on my fur. It stayed still, warm but harmless. I didn't touch it. I knew better now. The light above dimmed. The Silver Sovereign withdrew. Darkness followed, heavy and sudden. Then the butterflies began to glow. They lifted together, wings shining softly. Some clung to tree bark. Others hovered near my shoulders. The clearing stayed lit, gentle and steady. Night belonged to me now. Breath deepened. Heat gathered under my skin. It tingled along the tips of my fur, sharp and alive.

I grew up alongside Arthur Stevenson, who eventually became the Lord Chancellor. However, on the day of the royal physician selection, he disqualified me on the grounds that I had spilled a small amount of medicinal residue. Instead, he chose my younger stepsister. When I asked him why, he looked completely unconcerned. "Your sister wants the position, so what's the harm in a loving older sister stepping aside? A proper lady shouldn't be so jealous and willful. Consider today a small lesson for you." What he didn't realize was that if I couldn't enter the castle as a resident physician, I would be forced to enter as a royal mistress to the tyrannical King. Later on, word reached me that

He stood up, bowed to me, and said, "Dragon King, I thought as much." Lily could not stop giggling, "Who is the dragon king, you don't even look like a king." I said to myself, "You are so silly." I told him that tomorrow we would all meet here. And with that, he agreed right away and vanished. Lily and I started our journey home. She would not stop laughing and would not accept that I was the dragon king. I have other things on my mind, so I didn't even get any time with her. After we got home, I proceeded to go and take my bath. I told myself that the full moon day will arrive shortly. Before I could continue to think, I noticed Lily grinning as she stared at me. If not, she would be gapin

It was xoncentrated in my chest and flowing through veins like a second bloodstream made of silver fire. "I see it." My voice came out breathless. "Good. Now reach for it. Not with your hands but with your will. Call it forth gently as you would coax a frightened animal." I focused on the largest point of light in my chest. Imagined extending something toward it. At first nothing happened. Then the light flickered and moved. Began flowing up toward my hands. "Not so much." Maelin's voice cut sharp. "You pull too hard. It will overwhelm you. Just call a thread as little as a whisper."

until they reached a distant land, the Moonlit Pack's territory. The Moonlit Pack, led by the strong and noble Alpha Jake Thomson, had never seen anything like it. In the heart of the forest, under the silver light of the moon, the old pack witch, Leah, spotted the glowing bubbles. Her eyes widened with wonder as they danced through the air, sparkling like tiny stars. She reached out carefully and caught them, whispering softly. "This is no normal magic," Leah said, placing the bubbles inside a special crystal jar. "This... is soul magic."