Greek Mythology Nymph Novels & Stories

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.”

Those purist nobles were going to have a fit, but I had an excellent argument to throw at them. Most of the multispecies matings were true mates, fated by Selene, the Moon Goddess and Helios. Also fated by Nyx since it now included vampires. Nyx was an interesting deity. Most tended to assume that she would most likely be evil because she was the Goddess of Night and Vampires, but that was far from the truth. She was an ancient deity that appeared at the dawn of creation. A beautiful winged Goddess.

I ask in the ancient language. "I'm Euclea and a tree nymph, you destroyed my home last night and I will destroy yours in return," the nymph screeched. Oh shit, the tree that evaporated was this creature's home. Euclea threw several green balls of energy at me and I swatted them easily away. "What if I create you a new better home," I grin and the nymph pauses and nods.

“She tamed the wild beasty.” Leon snarled at Jason, causing him to stop his childish laughter. “So Jordyn is?” Jason tried to recover. “She’s my great granddaughter.” “What about Vivian?” Jade crossed her arms over her chest as she spoke. “I just said that they were deemed nymphs by the gods and goddesses above.” “So, who’s coming for them?” Jayce asked.

I was surprised when I got to page twenty-one and saw no drawings. All accounts of the river nymph are rumor based only. Close research is unsafe, as no one is spared from their song. They are said to linger around waterfalls, at the base, to lure men to jump over the ledge so their necks will break, and they won't have to struggle to drown them. River nymphs eat the flesh of the living only, of men they find attractive, so killing innocent humans is purely for amusement. It is rumored few have made deals with the nymphs, to help get stronger. They have the ability to touch souls and can uncover lost powers. The price is unclear, as those who have made a deal claim they are sworn to secrecy

He never thought that maybe, just maybe the gods kept away because they needed the Calibaans to find their strength. After many years spent on consecutive pleadings made by Isi Ala. He met Ngwal Apata, the God of the Rock. He was the most aggressive of all the gods and was never worshipped by the earthen because of his unfriendly attitude. His feet and hands were rocky but his face was like that of the glowing moon. He rarely laughed or smiled and has no friends either. Seeing that no gods came to the Calibaan's rescue, he decided to usurp the opportunity.

I also wouldn’t want anyone else to get hurt because of me. "Oh, Nymphs, daughters of the ocean. Ethereal nereids of lush groves. Shining virgins bacchantes priestesses. Xothies of the woods amadryades daughters. The groves resound by their songs, and their choir disturbs the harmony of waters.” Despite that, I was still practicing that my ears were tuned into what was happening outside.

“I don’t need some haggard old wolf, an exiled nymph and whatever the fuck your son is to fight Bryce. I'll tell you what I won’t do though… I won’t use your son’s blood in my magic to summon some kind of demon. I can all but guarantee Bryce will do that. I’ve already had to kill a banshee this month.” “M- mebbe we jest leave,” the old-timer says. “No, you will stay,” I tell him and turn to the nymph. “I have to ask, when you fucked him and got pregnant by him… did he offer better prospects? Nymphs usually have their pick.” “He offered better promises,” Eudora grumbles. “And then… then there was a shift in the balance.” Nymphs are very attuned to nature, to the energies around them. “How lon

Everything dies, even us, our lifespan was just a lot longer. “We should go to the nymphs first.” Ari pointed to another spot on the map, pulling me from my thoughts. “They can camouflage us.” “The nymphs are over two weeks away; the Elves are closer. We should speak to them first!” Gia argued with Ari. There are many types of nymphs, forest, mountain, jungle, and desert. They are shape shifters and can camouflage to match their home regions. They have tattoos to go with their region. Forest nymphs, for example, have leaf tattoos that line their arms and legs. Jungle nymphs have vines or snake tattoos on their arms and legs and so on.

I preferred Alpha, but the wolves absolutely refuse to call me that anymore. The fae took to calling me Warlord Johnathan, the vampires stick to my first name, and the nymphs haven’t shown themselves since that night Gertie healed Mara. They are here though. I can feel them flitting in and out, traveling through their water portals to get to the men in town. Unlike the Lunae, they’re not here to breed with the wolves. Nymphs are immortal, exclusively female, and infertile. They reproduce, I just have no idea how. It’s a secret they won’t share with anyone.