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 plunging to her death while Lev soars to the skies.

The sudden attack on Ophelia caused the lycans to all halt, and a shriek of horror could be heard. She was then abruptly enveloped in a dense, black mist that completely encompassed her as she got closer to the earth.

The mist covered the entire castle grounds, creating a dreadful darkness that elicited mutters and whispers of apprehension and perplexity.

The music in the ballroom stopped and the shouts from outside drew everyone's attention to the windows.

It was felt by all. Rage. Unquenchable rage that won't go away till the dragoness opens her eyes.

A needle to the heart