Celestia Ludenberg Sprites Novels & Stories

“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.

Caroline, a she-wolf who has been considered a monster since she was a child, can she break the tragedy spell and find her MATE?

The Black-Ink-Code didn't just flood the Celestial-Rink; it erased the context. As the viscous, oily substance rose, the stars didn't go out—they were simply un-rendered. The nebula-floor under Elara’s skates dissolved into a grid of raw, untextured grey. The majestic "Solar-Flare" that was Kael and the "Gravity-Anchor" of Zane were suddenly stripped of their celestial glory, reduced to flickering, low-resolution sprites struggling to stay afloat in a sea of liquid static.

“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.”

“Let’s make a deal.” Alaric’s brow furrowed. “A deal?” “Yes.” I pressed my mate tighter against my chest. “Let her come live with me… for three months. After that, you can take her back.” Alaric’s gaze darkened, suspicion flashing in his eyes. “Why would I do that? What would I get in return for letting a criminal go?” I clenched my teeth, the dark king inside me rising. “I’ll offer you something only we possess—some of our Sapphire diamonds.”

Chapter Four “This is Elaine, Alpha Jacob’s daughter.” He said with a warm smile. I stayed silent but deep down my heart was erupting the flames of sadness. “I am Freya, Alexander’s wife.” She said with a warm smile stretching out her hand for a handshake. I didn’t need the goddess help to know that she was sounding the alarm that he belongs to her. I forced a smile but I had no time to accept the handshake, her hands were suspended in the air. This may seem so rude, but at this point I didn’t care.

“Nope, it’s full of sprites. They are part of the fae.” “What’s a sprite?” “Cayden describes them as fairies with no filter. They say whatever comes to mind and they do it in this weird way that makes it seem like they all share a brain.” “They aren’t mean, are they?” he asks. “Exactly the opposite. I told them to stay hidden for now while we get your pack settled. They like Tessa though, and of course they know who I am and who Meadow is.” “How do they know you?” he asks, his eyes much closer to amber than chocolate, letting me know that he’s regained control of Samson. That and his canines have retracted into his gums.

Echidna said, her tongue flickering between jagged teeth. Typhon’s burning eyes narrowed. “Where they have failed… we will not.” The waves glowed under the dusk sun, throwing copper streaks across the water. The statue at the shore caught the light — a girl with a blade, a three-headed hound locked in a howl. Children traced the hilt with their fingers, whispering “Guardian” like a prayer. On the deck above, Ellie Carson leaned forward on the railing, eyes half-closed as laughter drifted up from the beach. Cerebus sprawled beside her, Gamma snoring, Beta dreaming. But Alpha — Alpha stared east, unblinking.

I asked him nervously, as yet another rustle sounded from behind me. “Sprites.” He gritted out between his teeth. “What are sprites?” “They are the protectors of nature madam. They are more of an energy force that a being, like a woodland nymph. They merge into their surroundings, that is how they stay so well hidden from the mortal world.” A young guard piped up, almost happy that he had been able to contribute something to the matter. “How is it you know this, Benjamin?” Alex interjected, his voice holding a note of annoyance as he once again reached out to catch one of the nimble sprites and came back empty handed.

All the men were staring at me head to toe, some even whistled. Hayden let out a warning growl, telling them not to stare at his mate. I walked down and took Hayden's hand. "Stunning." He whispered to me. I blushed. "Today we are here to present my mate, Annabel Ferrars, as the new Luna. " He turned to face me. "Annabel Ferrars. Will you sacrifice yourself to protect your pack?" "I will." "Will you uphold your title as Luna and do your duties with pride?"