Space Nymph Novels & Stories

My primitive nose picks up a wide array of scents; of food, of perfume and of people. "A second shot!" Marina says with a wide grin. "All the shots today are on me." Cheers go up from around our table again and a waiting nymph quickly refills our glasses. She is an Asterai, a nymph spirit of stars and constellations as her skin clearly displays. I grab my shot from her tray with a smile. "Ohh I can barely wait for it to be filled." Marina says with a tinkling laughter. She down the shot of vodken immediately it is filled.

In fact, no matter how he felt about Lena, there was no other choice for him but to be with a person Heaven chose for him? That was something he couldn’t accept. Perhaps the only good side to things was that he could meet his soulmate early on, crossing paths with her during a walk through the Night-Blooming Garden. Her gray eyes opened widely when she spotted him and in a few but graceful steps she stood in front of him, cutting his path. “Nice to meet you, I’m Nyx. What’s your name?” “I’m Adon.”

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.

Nigel fumed. With a dissatisfied expression, the nymph turned her gaze to Nigel. "I won't engage with lesser beings. You are filth," she retorted. "Humans are the reason my species is on the verge of extinction. Thank your stars that I choose not to skin you alive and serve your bones to the Mad Alpha." As Nigel advanced toward the Nymph, Miranda grabbed his arm to stop him. "Easy. Remember why we're here." Nigel released his breath, deflating his puffed up chest as he followed behind the nymph.

The moon goddess is supposed to use alphas like him for her rituals because they have nothing more than negativity to offer. The moment I lower myself on the couch, I lean back and settle my gaze on him. “Tell me” “In all of this, I have one condition, Enzo” he begins and my anger skyrockets. Like the speed of light, I am standing before him with my hand snaking around his neck in a tight grip, my claws slowly digging into his neck. “I swear by the moon goddess that I will offer you to her as a sacrifice if you take my wife’s name with your filthy mouth again, Nicholas”

The succubus, though, reveled in it, as if she’d been waiting for this invitation all her life and never needed to be asked twice. Nyxara pressed herself against the apartment’s broad window, city lights like galaxies scattered at her feet. She let out a sharp, deliberate breath and felt the air thicken, energy buzzing beneath her skin. The atmosphere hummed, charged, as if the city itself paused to watch her. No one else could see it, but she knew—gravity had shifted, and now she was the center of pull.

She stared me down, sending a jolt of heat straight to my gut. "I am not a spy," she stated clearly. “I didn’t come here willingly. The tides brought me here after facing a cruel fate.” "If I had bad intentions towards your King, I would have killed him in the woods when the Dark Witches weakened him with their magic. I wouldn’t have saved your soldier by risking my life." She stepped closer to the table, her palms resting on the dark wood. She leaned towards me, invading my space with her presence without fear. "I am a Siphon. I was born in a pack that didn’t recognize my true self. I am here because the Moon chose this to be my destiny. I am on your side because your King spared me and gav

I laughed. "Well, will you look at that, the proletariat princess now has a good bestie," Leaf froze when she heard that voice. She slowly slid her hands down from my neck to my right bicep, clutching it tightly with fear. It was Seagale, a very mean water nymph who always bullied Leaf. Since Ann was always with us, she never bothered Leaf because she was afraid of Ann. Now that Ann wasn't around, shit! "Hello, dorky, I finally have some alone time with my favourite person," Seagale was sea blue in colour with blue hair and little scales. She's a saltwater nymph, one of the few. Her minions were four saltwater fishes behind her. Not fish-fish, human fish.

"Kayley? Or yeah, that drunken teen girl from that human party the other night. Her blood filled me okay but...now--" "You fucking bastard!" Kairos shouted, to everyone's shock actually. A Nymph barely ever cusses, and Kairos wasn't one to do so out loud. She's a pretty bubbly person in high school - with a high-spirited energy fit for an athletic cheerleader. But she's also portrayed as innocent and pure, just like all Nymphs. "You're gonna pay for what you did to Kayley, you piece of--" "Woah Woah! Calm down!" Sapphire stopped the Nymph Halfing from blasting again. "We can't engage, otherwise Scarlett might lash out at you for attacking her mate! As long as he's here, Scarlett isn't hersel

“I’m mated.” “Damn--” she slides over to Glenn --“What about this one?” “Same,” Glenn answers and chuckles humourlessly. There are no male nymphs, and since they’re immortal they don’t have any need to procreate, but nymphs crave sex in the same way vampires crave blood. They feed off the sexual energy they create with their mates. “I’ll give you what you want if you’ll tell us what you know,” Zael offers. “Your mate won’t mind?” Glenn asks.