Greek Forest Nymph Novels & Stories

She has a huge rack of antlers, larger than any deer in the human world and they look like they’re made of gold. ‘My Queen,’ the deer says, bowing to Lily. Lily walks up to her, inclining her head. “GoldMoon is the Ceryneian Hind of Greek mythology,” Lily tells us. Tanya gasps, but I don’t understand the reference. The giant deer turns her head to look at me. ‘Hello, hybrid.’ “Hello, GoldMoon.” Lily turns and looks at me. “Did she speak to you?” “Yes. Is that odd?” I ask.

I had been busy creating a vast, serene pond in my private quarters, a haven for the Nymphs. David had asked Neptune to recreate their mystical forest, complete with ancient, multi-colored glowing trees and rare, magical moving plants, and it was now a thriving oasis. Whisper and Finn were overjoyed, tears of happiness streaming down their faces as they explored the lush landscape they knew as home.

We were freeeee. “Let’s get the fuck outta here,” I muttered to Aster. We were barely into the hallway when I asked, “Wanna come to my room?” Aster grinned. “Hell yeah.” I snapped my fingers. “Thistle!” With a pop of sparkle and sass, my little forest nymph materialized beside me. Aster gasped. “Wait...you have a nymph?!” I rubbed the back of my neck, flushing. “Yeah… Zephyr said only royal fae get them. I’ve been keeping her hidden so people leave me alone.”

Her voice echoed in the empty castle. "This looks creepy" Hadiya added scurrying after her stupid friend. Hadiya was the one paranoid friend everyone had in their friend group but even she couldn't deny the fact that Zoya's adventures were worth the risk. "Are you kidding me? Look at this- OH MY GOD...... THERE'S A INDOOR FOUNTAIN!!!" She exclaimed running off to the fountain she saw from afar. The pillars around it were covered with vines and moss and the pot of the fountain was all green because of algae.

Jessica stuttered. Yuri smirked at Jessica’s stunned expression. “Who do you even fucking think Persephone is?” Jessica’s eyes widened at the codename of the informant who had given her the information on the Phantom XIII of Hati. “Persephone is the name of the companion of the Goddess of Witchcraft, Hekate, in Greek mythology.” Yuri smirked at Jessica’s stunned expression. “That’s right. I am Persephone. You really should have done your research properly. I allowed you to get that information on purpose.”

Ren patted Custard’s head while Ace simply offered him a nod, which was already something coming from a grumpy PRINCE like himself. Suddenly, Iroka let out a loud growl that shook the forest. We all jumped back and half expected him to start chasing us again but he didn’t. He was simply looking at the spot behind us. “Geez. It is rare for you to call me, but when you do, it makes me wish that you don’t. Awaken the whole damn forest, why don’t you?” We all turned to the new voice coming from behind us. I gasped as soon as I recognized the Nymph that somehow appeared. It was the same Nymph that King Varon and Prince Terrence met. But this one seemed like it could speak the human tongue!

She beamed proudly. All the young women talked to Damen for what seemed like an eternity. Then there were Oceanides. "Their name has the ocean in it but they have nothing to do with the seas unless we have parties of course; they are the nymphs of freshwater; daughters of Oceanus and Tethys." "Is Poseidon going to be here? "Nah, he only attends major religious festivals and is busy the rest of the time. Pontus and Thalassa are barely here as well."

’ Hera whispers in our head, as if the deer can hear us. “Yes, I am magic.” A soft, gentle, yet strong voice echos in our head. Hera’s head snaps up looking at the deer. ‘Who are you?’ Hera asks her. “Some call me the Ceryneian Hind, but my name is GoldMoon. I am the leader of the herd that lives here in Araphyra. And I am one of the protectors of the forest.” ‘Ceryneian Hind, like in Greek mythology?’ I ask Hera.

“The herb is a rare one and you can find it in the valley of Sirens, or in simple language - the nymphs.” The nymphs. “Those are dangerous,” Angus whistled. “They trap you with their songs and it is possible that you never return. Moreover their territory is guarded with guards, some so merciless that you wouldn’t find their match in the Lore. No one, I mean no one, pass through their boundaries unless invited.” The nymphs lived in a private sanctuary called Vencent Wilds. And they protected themselves with spells and ferocious beasts and guards. Tova tightened his lips. “Then how will you get past them, Ludwig?” His worry increased. Now he had a solution in his hand and there was no way he

Demeter ordered the nymphs to look after the forest during their absence. "Do not let any mortal wander in," she said to them. "If I catch you trysting with one of the demigods, I will turn you into slugs." The nymphs lowered their heads in respect. Demeter and Persephone mounted their chariot. After a sharp sound of the flicking rein, the drakones snarled and flapped their mighty wings, then sped through the field. They flew skyward, soaring above the clouds and heading towards the snow-peaks of Mount Olympus.