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

The warmth of the hearth soothed her, but the hot tea in her delicate touch almost made her forget about her concerns. Ophelia pursed her lips, her gaze meeting Lev's, which was almost permanently fixed on her.

Sighing, her gaze was drawn to Sasha and Vladmir, who were also seated and holding cups of tea. They appeared surprised rather than curious.

Ophelia arched her brow. "Do you have any further questions?" She had to inquire.

"Of course I do!" Vladmir exclaimed, tsking. "Are you scared of your brother?"

"No." Ophelia took a sip of her tea and muttered.

Vladmir slowly nodded. "So, why didn't you two hug?"

"Enough with the probing questions, Vlad," murmured Sasha to her brother. She noted how Ophelia and Lev appeared to be bothered by their presence.

She rose to her feet. "Let's go," she said to Vladmir, who rose up with a pout on his lips.

He fancies you!