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

Her eyes sparkled with bright gold before glinting in their hazel gray form. On the clear, solid steel of the dagger, she enjoyed gazing at her reflection. Trailing her thumb on the steel, her thoughts started to stray.

Arriving at Celestia... Living days without training... eating enough food... she felt perfectly normal, despite being in the land of wolf shifters and a castle inhabited by pure blooded lycans.

When Ophelia thought back to Nikolai's words inviting her to the birthday ball for his mother, she pouted her lips. Despite her opposition, she was truly intrigued in going because of his insistence.

Ophelia shifted her gaze to it. "Come in."

Sasha entered with two more servants behind her as the door opened. Although their heads were bowed, Ophelia was more startled by the maids' arrival than by Sasha, who was wearing a glum expression.

One of the maids was holding a white dress.

The Luna ball (1)