Butterfly Wish (The Selara Leda & Burt Adventures) (Volume 1)

Butterfly Wish (The Selara Leda & Burt Adventures) (Volume 1)

by S. S. Dudley

ISBN: 9781942609025

Publisher Stoddard Books

Published in Literature & Fiction/Mythology & Folk Tales, Children's Books/Fairy Tales, Folk Tales & Myths, Children's Books/Action & Adventure, Children & Teens (Young Adult), Children's Books, Reference

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Book Description

Selara Leda’s fairy godmother has left on a trip, and her substitute is the worst godmother fairy in the world! Burt Buttles isn’t even a godmother; at best he’s a god-uncle. A god-uncle without a clue. Except… Burt has granted Selara’s birthday wish: she’s a butterfly! A big, amazing butterfly that really flies. Only, she’s a kind of butterfly that lives in the Amazon rain forest. Now Selara has a problem: How does she get home? Perhaps with the help of a very large and toothy jaguar Selara can find Burt and make the right wish to go home…

Sample Chapter

Selara Mary Leda was having the best day ever. At last it was her birthday! Mom and Dad—who were the best mom and dad in the whole wide world—had organized a fabulous birthday party for her with all of her friends. Balloons, ribbons, prizes in colorful bags. A butterfly piñata and a butterfly cake with lots of blue frosting. Pinks and purples and yellows and blues everywhere. It was so beautiful. If only her friends would come.

“When are my friends coming?” Selara asked her mom again. She had asked lots of times, but they never came.

“Soon dear, very soon now.”

“Okay…” Selara said, pushing a strand of her long, dark hair out of her eyes. She went to sit under her butterfly piñata in the garden.

And then Selara’s friends came. Soon she had friends everywhere. They ran. They screamed. They jumped. They laughed.

Selara was on top of the world. It was her day!

Until Johnny Silverton—who was a much smaller 4-year old—decided he would play with Selara’s plastic sword. He was a pirate—“Har! Har!”—and he waved the sword and chased the girls.

But this was Selara’s day and Selara’s sword. So she, who was much bigger and grown-up, ripped the sword from little Johnny’s hands and decided that she would be the fierce pirate. No—a prince. No—a warrior princess!

Selara screamed and laughed and chased her friends.

Little Johnny screamed and cried great sobbing tears.

Selara’s mom stopped Selara with a frown and told her to share her toys. “Return that sword to Johnny right now,” she said.

Selara refused.

Mom repeated herself.

Selara refused again and turned to walk away.

“If you want cake and presents, Selara Leda, you will give the sword back right now!”

“OK!” Selara yelled, dropping the sword.

“Thank you, dear,” said Mom.

Selara stomped off, a big wrinkly frown on her pretty, round face. Mom was no longer the best mom in the whole world. Best-mom wouldn’t have taken her sword away. But Selara wanted her cake.

After a little while—she played hopscotch very nicely with Margaret and Luisa—Selara sought out her mom again.

“Can we do cake now?” Selara asked, jumping up and down and batting her big, green eyes.

“Okay, call your friends.”

“Yes!” Selara shouted. “Time for cake!”

Soon all of Selara Leda’s friends were gathered around the large blue, butterfly-shaped cake. Butterflies were Selara’s favorite critter. They were so beautiful.

The bug-shaped candles were lit. Her friends and family sang “Happy Birthday.” It sounded so awful, she couldn’t help but giggle. And then it was that moment. Selara closed her eyes and made her wish. With a little smile, she took a big breath and blew hard on the dancing flames. It took a couple of tries, but she blew them all out.

“I want vanilla ice cream! Two scoops!” she declared.

Selara Mary Leda was normally a good girl. And she had a very nice fairy godmother who normally kept an eye on her. But on Selara’s birthday, her fairy godmother, Misty Meadow, was flying hard. She was eager to see her family, who lived a long way away. Misty had left her magical fairy godmother locket behind for her replacement, another fairy, named Burt Buttles. He was going to be Selara’s substitute fairy godmother while Misty was gone, which wasn’t supposed to be long.

This was a good thing, because Burt Buttles was not really a fairy godmother. Technically, he was a wood sprite. He didn’t have a clue about being a fairy godmother. In fact, Burt was a rather naughty fairy who had gotten in trouble recently for putting brown in a rainbow. Imagine, a rainbow with brown in it! It hadn’t even been one of his better stunts. He had just been bored. Of course, a nosy water fairy had seen Burt’s rainbow and told on him. Burt’s punishment was to serve as a substitute godmother fairy. The other fairies thought this would make Burt act more responsibly. Burt doubted it. They had told him that if he kept Selara safe until Misty returned—only a few days—he would be free again. It sounded easy enough to him. So he had put on Misty’s shiny silver locket with Selara’s hair inside, tucked it under his shirt, and set off.

It had been easy to find Selara. The locket led him right to her. She was in the middle of a party. Burt wandered around, bored, and settled down near the cake, licking frosting every now and again. When Selara got in trouble for taking a plastic sword from a little boy, Burt had felt a strange tingle in his fingers. It didn’t seem right to Burt that Selara should get in trouble. The sword and party were Selara’s, after all. Burt began to think of what he could do to help Selara. Isn’t that what the fairy godmothers were supposed to do? He didn’t really know, but it sure seemed that way to him.

To his surprise, Burt knew what Selara wished for when she blew out her candles. It came to him as an image in his head. His fingers tingled more, making him feel uncomfortable. Then he realized that, as a godmother fairy, he could do magic when Selara needed it. He smiled and laughed, “Ha ha!” Selara needed his help. As soon as she fell asleep, he could grant her wish. It would be fun. This fairy godmother thing might not be so bad after all…


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Author Profile

S. S. Dudley

S. S. Dudley

S. S. Dudley grew up in Wyoming, USA, an avid reader and lover of the outdoors. He started his first book (an epic fantasy hand-written in with a blue fountain pen…) when he was 13, but never finished it. At some point (as his mother recently reminded him), he decided that he needed to go do something (like get a job) for a while before he could, or should, write. So he went off and studied Spanish and Biology at the University of Wyoming, also earning a black-belt in karate and living for a semester in Bogotá, Colombia. Enthralled with science, he then went to the University of Illinois for graduate studies and spent time in Panamá and Antarctica. After graduating and spending three months backpacking through the orient with his wife, he took a job at the University of California conducting research on infectious diseases in Peru. He now writes, lives and runs in Northern California with his wife and two children. Visit him at

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