Nymph Mythical Creature Novels & Stories

She was curvy, with large, glowing eyes that seemed to hold the secrets of the deep. "Whoa!" Gage gasped, his hooves treading rhythmically in the shallows. "What on earth is that?" Sofia asked, her eyes wide with shock. "A water nymph," Charles whispered, his voice sounding ancient and weary. "I haven't seen one of her kind since the Renaissance. Truly a magnificent creature, though quite a handful."

" She grinned even as her eyes seemed lost in her memories. "I was already a grown woman, decades old even and I was tongue-tied... well before he flashed the most devastating smile ever when his eyes landed on my uncle and said, 'Father, you're back', and instantly, I knew why my uncle seemed so distant. He'd made a terrible mistake... or so I'd thought, until I met her. She walked in next and I felt my heart stop when she smiled lovingly at my uncle and he embraced her as well. My uncle had fallen in love, and with not just anyone, he'd fallen for a Nymph. Each court has a Nymph that bore each spirit and kept the balance and flow of each attribute in place. The Water Spirit, The Earth, The

"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."

“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

Typical! The deal was that the nymphs would only have sex with those that hadn’t found their mates or had lost their mates because of death. They use a special magic that brings out the desired person of the unmated so the nymph would have their face and body but only to the one who is with them. To anyone looking in, the nymph wouldn’t have changed.

“He’s mine, bitch! Mine and the rest of our mates!” “Forgive my pet, she doesn’t know her place and as a kitty nymph it is in her nature to seduce men,” an older and well-dressed fae says and the nymph turns into a little cat. “Kitty nymphs are part cat shifter, part succubus and part water nymph,” Raff whispers. “I wasn’t under her spell like you were, baby. I’m a fae of royal blood. She doesn’t have power over me.” “Do you have any ball gags that match this and could withstand a dragon shifter?” Raff asks the man.

I think it should be his hand, a kind of reptilian as well as fish characteristics of the 'hand'. "Fantastic, isn't it?" The sound from behind interrupted my observation. I looked back and saw Alice, who had regained her senses, staring at the creature in front of me with an intense gaze, one that, even if it did not land on me, I could feel in it an amazing sense of desire, sticky glue together to eat it alive. "It's a synthesis of almost everything good about advanced biology."

THIRD-PERSON POV "A nymph?" Lazarus asked cautiously. He examined the figure of the creature with intense curiosity. She was a beauty alright. As her honey-coloured hair danced in the wind, the translucency of her brown skin gave her an ethereal, ghostly appearance. "Though I consider myself an oread, many others know me as a land nymph or a mountain nymph." Like a delicate wisp, Izanna twirled around the vampire, observing him closely and sniffing him as though he were a creature put on exhibition.

I laughed and Ren had to move me away from Ace so I wouldn't melt under his glare. "It's a long story." I heard Nate saying behind me. "What about your search? Did you find the Nymphs?" "No." Ren shook his head. "We didn't. Even with PRINCE Ace's magic." "It appears that the Nymphs would only appear when they want to." Ace replied. "I don't even know if it is a good thing or a bad thing. If the Nymphs are keeping it safe then maybe it is best that we leave it alone."

White handed me a plate. “That’s what we call our soul mate. Mate for short.” Mrs. White sighed. “I suppose now is a good time to explain everything. Dear, we are what you call wolf shifters. Shifters, Vampires, witches, and a few other magical creatures live on Earth. We are called supernaturals. You happen to be Fae. That means you were born in Faerie or were born from a Fae and human. Nine times out of ten they are born and raised in Faerie.”