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 had not recovered from Nikolai's abrupt action. Why did he throw her plush bear? As he frustratedly bit his bottom lip and drifted in and out of thinking, she pursed her lips and stared at him.

"Where are we heading to? " She had to ask.

"To do something else that would prevent you from discarding me." He spoke like a scorned lover.

Ophelia's lips parted in shock before bursting into laughter. "You're envious of a plush animal?"

"But really, he was adorable." Ophelia sighed.

Nikolai abruptly came to a stop in front of her, furiously raking his fingers through his hair. "He? Why does it have to be a he?" As he asked, he took her by the shoulders.

"Why would you want to keep it forever, why would you think it's cute while I'm here, and why can it be a she? I'm the one person you have to keep forever, and I'm the only one who looks cute."

Possessive?