Yasmine's Nymph: Fated Mates of the Highborn, #1

By Rea Marie

Once upon a time, those who used magic were forced to hide from humans who would hunt them either out of fear or from the desire to use their abilities. They bided their time, watching the humans squander their chances with destructive endeavors. Now that humans have forfeited their dominion, magic rises once more. Or at least magic tries to rise once more. The damage done by humanity hinders the magic of most users, yet Yasime Shadowmend has magic from within. The magic of the Highborn.

 

 After an overwhelming day that ended in betrayal, Yasmine decides to drown her frustrations in a bottle at a local bar when Nylisa Kallinei, a stunning, golden-hued nymph, offers her a more appealing way to relieve her frustrations. She spends the night exhausting her mind while she exhausted the other woman's body. Before dawn has broken, Yasmine has left the nymph sleeping peacefully in her bed and returned to her duties. 

 

Three months later Yasmine crosses paths with Nylisa once again. This time she is the personal bodyguard of the archdruid who had betrayed her the night she met the beautiful nymph. Both women are bound by honor and duty, but will they be led by passion instead? Could Yasmine and Nylisa's chance encounter be the spark that creates a new life that could change the world forever? 

• Language: English
• Publisher: Rea Marie
• Release date: Jul 11, 2023
• ISBN: 9798223913979

Rea Marie

Rea Marie is a newly self-published author with an imagination based on a supernatural world. Born in New Jersey, the home of the Jersey Devil, her imagination has always been explosive. Now in mid-America, she has found that the romance of vampires, shifters, and other special characters has dominated her creativity. Her ability to generate ideas is undoubtedly enhanced by her roles as a mother and grandmother. She surrounds herself with her family every day and has a fierce love for them. Immersed in her family's love, she pours her heart and soul into creating a fantastic fictional universe for future generations to enjoy. She incorporates many aspects of herself and her family into the sci-fi, paranormal, and fantasy romance universe she has created in The Lovely Letter series. Her work does not stop there. Her second series, The Fated Mates of the Highborn, is an LGBTQIA+ romance set in a fantasy / paranormal dystopian world. She has also branched out to write a series of novellas entitled Fiery Fables. This collection of stories is a contemporary romance loosely based on Aesop's Fables. If you enjoy a unique take on the same old myths, legends, and lore you have always heard, you might want to follow Rea and see where she takes you.

Book preview

Chapter 1

Yasmine

Sitting at the bar, sloshing my drink around, listening to the ice clink against the glass, I focus on absolutely nothing. I am so far beyond tired. This exhaustion is bone-deep, and I am completely drained of all energy. Or at least it feels that way. I was born Highborn. An elemental being born with the energy of that element. I can use magic without needing the resources around me. I am also an elemental earth witch. As a result of my Highborn capabilities, I was appointed an elemental guardian by the time I was thirteen. I was honored to do so. To help guard and protect the resources for earth magic was an honor.

By the time I reached eighteen, I had also earned the title of High Priestess of the Earth Coven. Before I had reached the age of twenty-two, I was named the Regent, the supreme authority among all witches, not just those who practice earth magic.

The titles I possess only mean that I am forever fighting for balance between serving magic users and encouraging them to conserve the earth's resources. Tipping my glass back, I drain the contents. Sighing, I lift it in the air, signaling the bartender to bring me another. My meetings with the Archdruid at the Earthen Conclave had not gone as I had hoped they would, but they certainly went as I expected them to. Emptying my drink once again, I motion for the bartender and watch as the amber liquid splashes into the glass.

It had been so irritating to sit and listen as he dared to outline his plan to replenish the earth’s natural resources by using all Highborn as his personal energy well. Yes, that had been annoying, but when I was attacked on my way out of the Conclave, it became apparent that the Archdruid was unhappy with my response. I need to get this night out of my head. With enough liquor, maybe I will be able to relax and face what is inevitably coming. Flagging down the bartender once more, I watch as he refills the glass, and I tell him to leave the bottle. Fuck it.

Is this how every witch unwinds? If I had known they didn't all keep their wands sheathed in their asses, I suppose I would have made more friends along the way.

The voice spoke from just behind me, and the sultry tone sent shivers right through me. Turning to look, I was rendered speechless as I gazed at the breathtaking nymph by my side. Her hair is shining with a golden yellow hue. It illuminates her skin, which is a soft, raw topaz color. Staring into her eyes, I see they are almost the same gold color as her hair, and they are glimmering with delight as she stares back at me. I sway on my stool for a moment before I snap myself up and adjust my posture, realizing what I had been doing. A woman in my position is not meant to be drooling over a nymph in a bar, no matter how gorgeous she is.

I would hope this wouldn't be a regular habit for anyone. For me, this has been a shitty day that ended by showing me I have many more shitty days to come. I plan to sink into this bottle and unwind for one evening. Are you judging me, nymph? My tone is edgy, but fuck, it really has been a shitty day. Aren't your people all about love, acceptance, and fun?

If I were from the Daughters of Dionysus Clan, those things would matter to me. I, however, am of the Daughters of Zeus Clan. Given my ancestry, I'd think being judgmental is an inherited feature, as are other things.

I am captivated by the spark of electricity that crackles through the nymph’s golden blonde mane, causing it to shimmer brightly. She extends her hands and trails her fingertips delicately along my arm. The electric charge that came from her fingers caused the hair on my arms and neck to stand erect and give me goosebumps. My nipples tightened, and I knew if I checked, my panties would be getting wet. Exactly how much had I drunk that I was thinking about throwing down a stranger and fucking her on the bar? Admittedly, it sounds far more pleasurable to get lost in this nymph than in the bottle in front of me.

This evening, I am not in the mood for playing mind games. As you say, it's been a shitty day. Why don't you come and join me in my hotel room? It's right next door, and we can see if we can't have a much better night. You look like you could be fun, and I need some fun.

She leans in and gently bites me on the ear, but her intent is clear. My body is pierced by the spark, and it sends intense tingles coursing through me. They traveled from my spine and settled in my belly. I can hardly believe that I am experiencing sexual arousal, and it is fascinating. Ever since the day I took on the responsibility of High Priestess, I had been devoid of any passion. Not so much as a hot flash. I can’t even remember the last time I had a conversation that didn’t revolve around one of the titles I hold. I don’t know if that is the reason that I am feeling far more eager than I want to admit to myself to pursue this feeling, but I am excited to see if I can lose myself in her. My mind snaps back to the attack outside the Conclave, and I’m leery of being persuaded by this pretty face, no matter the strength of my attraction.

Tell me your name, nymph.

I place my palm on her leg, keeping all my energy to myself. No sense in giving myself away.

I am Nylisa Kallinei of the house Kallinei from the Daughters of Zeus clan.

She lifts my hand, pressing her palm to mine, and it sends soft, pulsing waves of electricity straight up my arm.

I see. Do you just like saying all that, or are you hoping I will like the way it sounds on my lips?

Without moving my hand, I allow Nylisa’s power to flow through me with unhindered access.

If you come back with me to my room, it will be more than my name on your lips.

With her free hand, she runs a finger up my other arm.

You sure are a confident nymph. Is that something you inherited as well?

I suppress the tremor that travels from my arm to my spine as she leans in close to my ear.

Tell me your name, witch. Unlike the Fae, your name doesn't bind you. I've told you mine. Tell me yours.

You are right that my name will not grant you any power over me. My name is Yasmin, and if you are not playing games, I guarantee you will be screaming it tonight.

Giving in to the flames, this nymph continues to ignite. I draw her closer to me and press my mouth against her, taking my first taste of her sweet lips. My tongue traces along her lips, waiting for them to take the cue to part and grant me access to her mouth. When her lips open to me, I take a moment to explore her mouth with my tongue before sucking hers into my mouth. The intensity rises, and the electric static between us snaps and crackles. Holding her close, I wrap my arms around her as she moans softly into my mouth.

Let's go, Ny. I have plans for you.

I throw the cash down on the bar to cover the drinks. Instead of drinking alcohol, as I had planned, I will spend the night unwinding with this nymph. She had come seeking a good time, and I will be damned sure she has one. Placing my hands around her waist, I lead her through the front door and out onto the street.

The night now promises to be delightful.

Chapter 2

Nylisa

I let the gorgeous witch walk me out the door because I wanted her from almost the first moment I saw her. When I saw her sitting at the bar, my attention was instantly drawn to the rich chocolate waves that cascaded down her back. My fingers tingled just to run through it, tangling around each lock.

When she turned to speak to me, my instant attraction turned into an overwhelming desire to have her tonight! The electric pulse of my desire was so strong that my blood was warming. Her dark brown eyes were narrow, almost catlike, and flecked with gold, not unlike my own. Her nose was long and thin, with a cute little button at the end that begged for kisses. I struggled to control my desire as my hands crackled and snapped with energy.

As it turns out, the enchanting witch named Yasmin is just as eager for a romp as I am. After my last assignment, I am due some leisure time. The energy from the attraction I have for this woman is powerful. That was obvious from the first time I