Tree Nymphs Greek Mythology 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.

"This is very powerful medicine we got from the Dryads" Leo narrowed his eyes, "From what?" Mia giggled, shaking her head, "Dryads are wood nymphs. They have knowledge about every herb and wood in the forest" "You went to Olympus?" I question, my mouth parted in surprise. The entire mountain was sacred and only for Greek gods. No one was allowed there unless it was an official business or the Ball hosted by them. They don't entertain guests because Hera made a strict policy about it. Just because her husband can't keep it in his pants everyone else has to suffer the rules.

This bit of information just makes me dislike him more. “I don’t really think you would be human,” Alexander adds, “Humans don’t normally come into the Lunar woods, and certainly not as far as to fall into the Genecy river that much upriver.” “Do you think I’m a shifter too then?” I ask, hope ringing in my voice. Alexander shrugs, “Perhaps. Or you could be another type of supernatural. Perhaps a nymph.” “A Nymph?” “Yeah, they are river spirits who live high up in the mountains,” Alexander smiles, “You actually look like a nymph. You have moonlight in your eyes.”

They continued walking as Meeka took off in a fast run in the opposite direction. Daya looped her hand in Germaine's and began to regale her with the history of the tree spirits. "We are amongst our kind now so I can talk freely. The dryads as I said to you earlier on, are of two kinds." She stopped and threw her hand in a wide arc. "Those in this camp site, and the others. We all initially lived in trees and were like them. We worshipped the goddess, Artemis, and were a quiet and shy sort. . . until the elixir." She stopped and stared straight ahead, a faraway look creeping into her eyes.