Aoi Asahina Sprites Novels & Stories

It's enough motivation to get through the first part of Spring. This class (in general) is fast at learning. There are a few mistakes here and there, but they are pretty good overall. "Miss Williams. What's a sprite?" Marie asks out of curiosity. I lean down at look into her eyes. "Well, sprites are a special type of fairies. They are like guardians of the forest. They can also be playful, mischievous, and cheeky. Just like you," I smile when Marie giggles at my joke. "Yeah, but being a monster is way better than a fairy. They are much bigger and scarier. They can eat an entire elephant!" Georgia brags.

With that statement, Aries hisses his agreement. Images begin to project on the wall behind her as she continues to speak. Which is weird considering she hasn't moved an inch. "Ironclad dragons. Phoenixes. Leviathans. Direwolves. Storm Gryphons. Moon Serpents. Flame Hounds. Cerberus'. Unicorns. Frost Lynxes. Kitsune. Ash Ravens. Nemean Lions." She says with confidence as the images change behind her head still without any movement. "And of course the many extinct or the now unwilling bonds that you will learn more about in your history classes." she says as the images flick again and my breath stalls.

Andor – The fireball had knocked Ashina out, and I rushed to carry her to the medical tents, navigating through the tunnels to avoid encountering too many non-mated male warriors. Her mating scent hadn't become strong yet, so I was relatively safe from wolf shifters attempting to claim her as theirs (My Mate).

“Our undying loyalty.” “Our absolute fealty.” It’s hard to keep up with them. It’s almost as if they have one mind working in multiple bodies, completing each other’s sentences. “Sprites?” Eli asks. “Yes, Woodland Sprites to be exact. There are other kinds, water sprites, forest sprites…” “Well, that’s what we are isn’t it, forest sprites?” Draiden says “Yes, except we call ourselves the Woodland Sprites, so we’re better.” Funichio insists.

“Our undying loyalty.” “Our absolute fealty.” It’s hard to keep up with them. It’s almost as if they have one mind working in multiple bodies, completing each other’s sentences. “Sprites?” Eli asks. “Yes, Woodland Sprites to be exact. There are other kinds, water sprites, forest sprites…” “Well, that’s what we are isn’t it, forest sprites?” Draiden says “Yes, except we call ourselves the Woodland Sprites, so we’re better.” Funichio insists.

“She’s definitely a witchy witch.” Xander looks at me, holding on tight to his patience. “They’re called sprites. They are part of the fae, overseen by King Ailduin. They live in the forests around us. They are harmless, but they have no filter. What they think comes out of their mouth.” “Oh Athalin, did you hear that?” “Yes, Lewa, it made me shiver. Maybe he’ll use his Alpha aura on us.” “Oh, do you think so?” “We can hope so, Kazu.”

"And I can't focus on anything else while they are giggling." Finn stares at me for a fleeting second, then part his lips. "They are called sprites, and some people, with magical blood in their family, can either see or listen to their voices." Finn shrugs one massive shoulder. "Sprites also like to hang around me for some reason. They never leave me alone, but don't worry—they are entirely harmless."