Nymphs Novels & Stories

I whispered to him. "I think it's the Nymphs," he whispered back. "I think they can read our thoughts." The Nymphs giggled and played, their laughter like music. "I love them!" I exclaimed. And then, in tiny voices, they responded in unison, "We love you too!"

"Seraphina Agni, save our clan and come back safe. We need you, before our clan disappears, please— save the phoenix from crying..."

one breathed, voice reverent. “Good,” another replied. “That saves us the trouble.” Nyxara lunged. She fought not as a woman, not as anything resembling a human, but as a creature of legacy: all bone and claw and fury honed by generations of survival and loss. She snapped one collector’s neck and felt the resistance, saw the bones twist and knit themselves back together, wrong and unnatural. She shattered another’s arm, watched the flesh reform, as if time itself bent to their will.

But other than that, you can't tell anything is wrong with her. Fairies are connected to nature just like nymphs and sprites. We all share a special sort of bond to help the earth grow. It's our job as nature nurturers to keep her safe and healthy. So when something comes along and tries to destroy it, she cries out to us for help. Some of us are gifted with a special healing ability that works on nature, but unfortunately it doesn't work on people, or I could heal myself.

"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.

I said and Sierra gave me a look and made a gagging motion. “Depending on what type of nymph she is, yes. The shared power isn’t what he thinks. All nymphs are associated with fertility, the benefit would be to the pack or in your case the clowder where she resides and is linked to,” she said. “Fertility as in growing things?” I asked her. “Yes, Oceanids are sea nymphs which would aid her people in fishing and sailing, make it more successful,” she said. “How do I know what type of nymph I am?” she asked.

Eli explained. "You expect me to believe this?" she questioned. Eli gently guided her to the next group of people dancing more effortlessly, fair-like, and beautiful. One girl had emerald green scaly skin with yellow cat-like eyes, and another looked like the waves of the water, different shades of blue and white from her dress to her hair. "Nymphs," Eli explained, "They all have different strengths. Like Bashira, she's a snake type; Allura, she controls water elements; Lewellyn, a nature type."

She had no family, a nymph that was nature’s child, she lived in Paradise along with the other nymphs and the woman she had supported in their rightful revolution against men. Arethusa was the queen of the nymphs, while Cetus and Nereus were creatures of too much esteem for a nymph, no matter how high her prestige could reach, a simple nymph would not get to know the essence of the elements. Only mediums. Cetus and Nereus were both devastated, the force of their devastation was only matched by Arethusa’s own.

Zephyra told her, knowing that the head witch had given her daughter a similar warning to the one Zephyra’s parents had given her. “You know I am an adult. Mom can’t keep treating me like I’m sixteen,” Jess complained. “It’s not even fair! Why do you get to go out with them, but I have to go home? Especially since, you know,” she said, waving her hand in small circles for emphasis. Zephyra knew exactly what she meant. The nymph’s dirty little secret. Besides their attunement to nature and long life span, nymphs were some of the weakest of all the known aberrations.

, she asked curiously. Fiona sighed, “Part of me thinks that it was also because of their Ascendant Gift that they found each other. Do you know of the legend and relationship between Nymphs and the Leviathan?” she asked softly. “No, not particularly”, Bell answered tilting her head curiously. “Okay”, Fiona nodded and helped her when a bottle rolled away; she caught it and handed it back to her. “Maya is one of the Elements of Earth, but an Ascendant of a Nymph, derived from Nereids”, she started.