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 whine of the chilly wind resounded around the carriage wheels as they slid roughshod across the uneven forest floor leading to the castle.

The carriage was completely silent, until Vladmir shattered the hush with a short laugh.

Esmeralda and Ophelia gave him questioning looks.

"Oh!" Vladmir questioned as if he were unaware of their presence around him. "It all starts in five, four, three, two, one."

Vladmir was propelled forward by the abrupt stop of the carriage, and he immediately banged his head against the hard wooden wall. He grimaced, rubbing his head, and pulled himself back to settle comfortably on the chair as Ophelia and Esmeralda giggled.

"What are you talking about?" Esmeralda laughed as she questioned.

There was a low howl at that very moment, which was unexpectedly followed by many others.

Ophelia's eyes grew wider. "There are werewolves in this forest?"

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