Nymph Synonym Novels & Stories

Titania screeches, and quickly grips her hands behind her back to stop me from seeing her fingernails growing out in sharp, long, razors. When nymphs are provoked to anger, they drop their masks. The beautiful woman distorts and she shows her true self. Grey, dishevelled, knotted and dry hair, sightless eyes, long pointy nose, very thin lips. Her perfect pearly whites sharpen, filling her mouth with pointy teeth that can tear through muscle and point as easily as any wolf can. The nymphs hate it when that happens. They can't stand their own, true forms. “He won’t kill me,” Lyric says with the kind of confidence I don’t feel. “At least not right away. He can’t have fun with me if I’m dead.”

Nymph In Greek mythology, Nymph is one of the legendary creatures in the form of women, living in certain places and at one with nature. They are identified with fairies, or nymphs who live in the wild. They are the personification of nature, and the spirit of certain places that can be found in the wild, such as rivers, trees, waterfalls, springs, mountains, and so on. They are divided into several groups according to the place where they can be found. Examples: Dryads and Hamadryads (tree-dwelling Nymphs); Naiad (water nymph); Oread (Nymph in the mountains). 39. Hippogriffs

“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 know why he would want me. But why would he want you?" Ellie hummed, a slight tremor appearing in her hands. Fear flared in her eyes only for a moment before it was gone. At that moment, she looked older than twenty-two. Reminding me of how Sol looked days after her mother's wake. "Water nymphs are healers by nature and have universal organs," she started. "Which means they can be used for fae, shifters, humans, even vampires." The silence between us hung thick and heavy.

moaned the nymph with a mischievous smile. "Touch me." commanded the nymph. The witch completely removed her violet and gold dress leaving her in her bonnet and stockings. She laid her back on the stone and the nymph crawled over her in dog position. Ruby pushed her hand up the nymph's cunt and started fingering her tight entrance. She added another finger and another, pumping her digits faster inside the nymph who threw her head back and howled a pleasured moan before leaning back down and kissing the witch's neck. Ruby moved her fingers inside in a disorganized up and down pattern like tiny rampaging snakes inside the nymph. The witch licked her free finger and proceeded to push it 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.”

“Go away, Ava. I don’t want to argue with your brother about how to treat you right. He doesn’t even know your capabilities.” “Wilder, please…” she said, wrapping her arms around his neck. Hera Ava leaned closer to him. That is her full name. But people like to call her Ava or Hera. Whatever they like. Just like her brother Hades Avery. A gasp caught their attention. Their eyes landed on the girl who entered the room. Her eyes widened, cheeks flushed. “What the hell, nerd? Don’t you even know how to knock?” Wilder removed the arm that was wrapped around him. He kept looking at Fertine.

"Hi! I'm Princess Thistleblitz, bonded companion and personal fashion consultant to Rowyn!" Kyren grinned at her in absolute wonder. "Whoa... you're beautiful." She blushed, yes, somehow a nymph can sparkle blush, and twirled midair. "Thank you! You have very good manners. I like him, Rowyn. He can stay." "I'm so glad I passed the sparkly inspection," he teased. I nudged Thistle. "Hey... can all fae get nymphs? Like, do they choose?" "Oh absolutely," she chirped. "We choose you. In fact..." Her eyes lit up, and she gasped. "I have two siblings who've been begging for a bond."

So when Lyra walked through the forest, alone but very attentive to her surroundings, a nymph opened a portal in front of her and emerged with all her divinity, causing Lyra to become frightened and wield her weapon. But when she realized it was a nymph, she calmed down, expecting that this celestial being was there because of Ruby, as they were all sisters and most likely wanted explanations or even justice. "Lyra, warrior who has no fear in her heart, I apologize for coming in this manner. I am Amethyst, a nymph who protects the forest and its harmony. I intend for peace to always be respected," said the nymph as she looked at Lyra. "I know what kind of being you are. I hope we don't have

Lucy asked, worried she had misheard. "Yes, we happen to be part nymph. This bloodline has been passed down through generations. Nymphs are a type of fairy usually with supernatural powers themselves. Though, we cannot turn into a beast, or howl at the moon… we do have a personal connection to nature. Some nymphs have a trancelike voice, a way with art, and even miraculous green thumbs." "Why are you telling me this? This is a lot to digest…" Lucy said, putting her hands against her temples. Aunt Gertrude and her were part nymph?