Mystic_Fantasy73

[Warning: Matured Content]

'Could the blow of the air be the one to extinguish a fire? Or would it be the one to kindle it even further?'



Ophelia Viadislav, a dragon from a royal family of warriors, is set on a mission to kill the Alpha heir of the Lycans, but finding out that there is a deep connection between them, she gets caught in the middle of the war, between the werewolves and her own kind, the dragons.

A pure-blooded Lycan and Alpha heir to rule a great nation, Nikolai Novikov is finally out after being imprisoned by his own family for three hundred years. In his heart, only anger and darkness revolve but meeting the forbidden fruit, she fills his heart with nothing but intense fury and burning desire.


Every step closer to her invites the wrath of the moon goddess, Every step closer to him invites the wrath of the fire gods, but they can't control it especially when Vengeance turns into passion and Hate turns into love.



A union that the gods, goddesses and those who they called family were against.


Different lives collide, mysteries slowly reveal and the forbidden love blossoms into a beautiful flower with thorns. 


What happens when they defy gods, goddesses and the entire world to be together without caring to know about the serious consequences?



Will they be brought to their knees by their enemies or would love prevail in the end?


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This book is connected to MARRIED TO THE LAST ICE DRAGON but can be read as a standalone.

The Lycan's Forbidden Mate

Ophelia stiffened, her heart pounding rapidly against her chest in a way that it hurt. It had to hurt. The being in front of her gave her warmth just by his words and actions, warmth that she had never imagined she would feel. Having been trained as a weapon of murder and destruction, Ophelia had become accustomed to the reality that those around her will always be distant. And that included her twin brother.

She was seen as a monster, used, exploited and had done things that were haunting her terribly. Things she was unable to control. Her life had always been chaotic, she had become numb to it and had not shed a tear in three centuries. No matter how hurt she was, how much pain she felt, Ophelia refused to cry. Tears solved nothing.

His words struck her and kept repeating over and over. Their proximity was something that she was beginning to cherish as it calmed her down. His words... Those words... They were so sincere.. They were too good to be true.

Too good to be true