Star Butterfly Novels & Stories

“You know, I used to fantasize that the love of my life would propose to me here, at night, alone, and then we’d dance all night.” “Come on, no sex?” Ryan asked, kissing her neck. “Oh you,” she pushed him away, and smoothed her hair. “It’s not always about sex, I’d have you know,” she said, staring off into the night sky. “Oh look, a shooting star,” Ryan called out from behind her. “Where?” Sofia asked, glancing around. “You missed it,” he replied. “But, at least it, granted your wish.” Sofia paused, and turned slowly.

It takes all of my self-control not to reach forward and steady him, but a drake must make his way into the world if he's going to prove what type of dragon he will be. As I send little notes of encouragement to my second newling, the oldest of this brood has already shed the last of her shell and is looking up at me with the biggest black eyes I've ever seen, like falling into pools of night. Her red scales and glowing white fin tell me that she's going to be a Starfire dragon, less fire, more star. "Welcome Bellatrix," I grin, holding out my hand for her to crawl onto. She crawls forward, placing her head on my hand as she rests and I marvel at the wonder of new life. She is a little mirac

The sound of that strange name drew my attention back to the group and what I saw next was nothing short of wondrous. Little Leah was still in Luna Malaya’s arms with Sarah and Julian right next to them, looking at Freya in wonder. And then there was Freya, who had been the person to utter those strange butterflies. Her hand was raised towards the baby’s face and suddenly, a bright blue smoke formed in her hands and as it rose, out came a beautiful blue butterfly, larger than any normal butterfly I had ever seen. A glittery dust came out of its wings that shore like diamonds in the light and it rose even higher, leaving behind a trail of glitter dust in its wave.

" 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