Space Nymph Novels & Stories

"He makes my heart come alive, Uncle. I think I'd like to have him." "What?! Come on, Volker. I mean, you know that never happened, right?" \Morai really couldn't believe her nephew's words. He was pacing back and forth with his head filled with words. Nymphs are aquatic creatures whose lives depend on the water itself. Usually, they dedicate their lives to guarding the waters; lakes, rivers, seas, or waterfalls, as well as springs. "Volker, I beg you to consider your wishes. I'm not sure if your father will agree," Morai complained.

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.

Blake asked out loud, focusing his attention on the Ancestors. “She is of the Wood Nymph Spirit clan, but we thought they had gone extinct.” The Phoenix said. “O_k, now explain WHAT THE HELL IS A WOOD NYMPH SPIRIT! Blake yelled in aggravation. “The Wood Nymph is a race of beings of nature. Some would be Powerful Telekinesis - telekinetics, capable of throwing people and moving objects with simple gestures. Teleportation – With a snap of their fingers, wood nymphs can travel anywhere they please. Healers – Able to heal injuries and poisons instantly. The powerful ones are Life Bringers – They are able to bring the dead back if the soul didn’t depart the body or if the soul was not destroyed i

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

They both sniggered and shook their heads. "So tell me about Elina" I requested, interlocking hands with both of them. Aklyn was the first to begin talking. "Elina was just a teenager. Bold,brave, feisty, outspoken you know. She was just like you , younger. She lived here with her mother. You were reincarnated as a nymph" My brows puckered at him. "What's a nymph?" "Nymphs are spirit creatures of nature; forest, winds and the likes" Nelyx replied.

“We had sex near one of the trees, remember? Under one of the trees in that area was a temple for the Faye beings. There, the creatures worshiped their god Pan. He is a satyr, half-goat, half-man. And the one chasing us is Erato, a priestess, and prophet of Pan. For them, what we did was a desecration of their temple. Not only that, but we also destroyed the place a bit. We littered the area, used the branches of the tree for our firewood, and carved our names on the bark of the tree.” Uncle became suddenly terrified of what Mira had said, but he hid the fear in his eyes. He also finally realized what has caused this frightening haunting that has continually plagued him. “I’ll ask for forgiv

When their eyes land on us—on Zane standing there beside me—the shock in their expressions is unmistakable. Nero’s brows knit together, his mouth opening and closing as he tries to find words, while Osiris just stares, a storm of emotions flickering across his face. “What the fuck? Zane?” Nero’s voice is low, incredulous. “How…?” Zane clears his throat, his gaze steady as he meets Nero’s eyes. “I know it sounds impossible, but… I was given a second chance. The Moon Goddess sent me back. She said it wasn’t my time yet.”

My hands moved gently, back and forth. When I kiss my way down her thighs, would she hold my head in place, rotating her large hips as I feasted? And, oh, the taste of her. She always tasted like the nectar of life. I never tired of drinking from her fountain, and she was always generous with it. Just a little lick and a little teasing, and she would give freely. My hands moved faster, holding the base with a tight grip and pumping faster. In my kind, all I could see was Zara ,mouth opened halfway as I rocked into her with just enough force to have her breasts jiggle .

Nyma's pulse roared in her ears like a second heartbeat. Second Moon? Second Chance? Nyma stared at his frame, slowly familiarity and longing creeping into her bones. "You see yourself as ordinary?" Cynthia's fingers traced the scars Adrain's lies had left on Nyma's soul-body. Her bond with Adrain now looked like a chain around her wrist, painfully and hurtful "A privileged Alpha's daughter? A Lycan's temporary obsession?" Her celestial nails drew blood as they reached Nyma's swollen abdomen. "This child is no accident. This pain is no coincidence. You are the Waxing Crescent—the sliver of light that grows to devour the dark."