Am I Nympho Novels & Stories

My eyes fix on a place on the wall, but I’m not seeing its dull gray surface. My mind is spinning, reeling, thinking of all the ramifications of the past twelve hours. Cyrillius knows I’m a Nero. He knows Nymiah is a Nero. Did she and Zayne and Edan get away? Are they somewhere safe? What do they all think happened to me? And…Dad…

“I said enough.” The deep voice rang out through the cafeteria and everyone froze, except me. I squeezed the throat of the red head harder, lifting her from the ground, her feet dangling. “Amy, please.” I turned my head and stared at Vince. “This one touched me.” I growled out, Nix slipping closer to the surface. I pulled the girl closer to my face. I could barely see her freckles that dusted her nose anymore. “Do you know what I do to people who touch me without permission?”

she irked her brow smiling flirtatiously now. Kane forced himself to look away, "you are looking for someone you can call a booty call later?" "Hey! Come on man, I don't call girls booty call, I mean I don't have someone special. I prefer to call it, a trip to the heaven" she winked.

“But you have no control over it. You can’t just summon it. It happens when you’re angry or when you think my life is threatened.” She pulls herself to her full height and juts out her chin. “Your life is in danger. When I think about anyone I love dying, this… rage builds inside me, and I’m sure, I really am Noah, that I can kill Bryce with it.” “And everyone else in your blast radius,” I tell her with a grim smile. “You don’t know how deadly this thing is.” “Which is why you don’t follow me. The nymphs do. I appreciate what they did for us, but now they want to kill you.” She plants her hands in her hips and cocks her head at me. “No. Not on my watch.”

"Let's back things up a bit. Fill in the gaps for me. Let's start with who and what you are." "I'm Naia." She ran her hands across her body. "This is what I am. I am a nymph." "A nymph?" The gears in his brain spun. He had only heard the word used in nymphomaniac. "Can you elaborate?" "I am a water spirit." She stirred the water with one finger, summoning a floating sphere. "My spring was dammed up over a century ago. Luckily, the water was diverted through the fountain in the yard, and eventually pipes were installed to allow spring water to come up through the pipes to this tub so that I could come inside."

Zael asks, ignoring the nymph’s sexual advances toward me. She shrugs but doesn’t answer. Nymphs are infuriating creatures. They can hide from anyone and can never give you a straight answer. The nymph presses her body against mine and releases a flood of pheromones aimed directly at me. I go dizzy with lust and all the blood rushes to my cock, but she can’t entice me in the same way she can humans. “It won’t work,” I say as I grab her by the shoulders and push her away. “I’m mated.”

Lucy began, wondering how Gabriel would take this. "Family secret?" he asked, looking her in the eyes. "Yes, we are part nymph. The nymph genealogical trait supposedly has been in my blood since the day I was born, but she just told me about it last night." Gabriel stared back at her. "Nymph? Like the nature deities one might hear about when learning of Greek mythology?"

~ALPHA KNOX Proud, arrogant and needy, I never have believed those words could be used in the same sentence until I met Nyra. She was the true definition of a proud but needy wolf, only her arrogance made it easier for her to operate with those characteristics. She had grabbed onto me like I was some prey. At first I was a bit amused when she walked towards me, dragging my shirt closer to her chest and taking my lips into hers. She still wouldn't say the words out, stating the fact that she wanted my cock so badly and that I was on a different level compared to all other members of the Bloodfangs park. She had earlier stated the male wolfs in my park weren't so talented in satisfying the wom

The wood nymph, on the other hand, flicked a vine-wrapped hand and the candelabras re-stacked themselves on the shelf. “I-I’m sorry. I didn't mean to surprise you, Your Highness.” She stared at Clara wide-eyed, but she gave the wood nymph an assured smile. When the nymph seemed to have recovered from panic, she bowed her head. “I’m Neith, Your Highness, and I’m the one who runs this shop.” Neith held out her hand, and when Clara shook it, the nymph’s skin felt both like polished wood and flesh all at once. “You can call me Ariah instead. Don’t worry. It’s fine with me. Any friend of mine can call me by my name,” she quickly added when Neith was about to protest.

Chapter 1: TEASING MY BEST FRIEND AND GETTING MY PUSSY DEVOURED IN THE DRESSING ROOM I sway my hips as I walk through the upscale lingerie boutique, the soft lighting making my skin glow. At nineteen, I’m fully aware of what I am: a filthy little exhibitionist slut who gets dripping wet the second she feels eyes on her body. The thrill of being watched, admired, wanted — it’s my addiction. Today, I dragged my best friend Sophie along for “lingerie shopping,” but we both know it’s really about me putting on a show.