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's soft, rosy lips parted, her eyes widened at what he said, and she grabbed a piece of her garment in her fingers. "You're not dressed." She breathed quietly as she moved passed him.

She experienced a strange sense—a feeling of utter doubt—for which she had no explanation. Had he maybe selected a bride? Was he teasing her? Why did she care so much about this?

She was standing in front of the bed, and Nikolai could only turn to look at her, noticing her sudden distant nature. Her head dipped, and she was lost in meditation. With a divine aura that was flawless in every way, she appeared to be the forbidden fruit she was.

"Are you okay?" He questioned her quietly as he walked towards her, then knelt down in front of her and set the silver heels there.

To see her face, he raised her head. Her eyes widened, and she took an unconscious stride back until she reached the bed, where she collapsed with a gasp.

The Luna ball (2)