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 tightened her hold on his wrist, glancing at him with startled eyes. He gave her a deranged amount of attention. His hold on her chin at that moment, those eyes, that smile... She had chills, and despite the fact that his claws were progressively penetrating her skin, she was powerless to avert her eyes from his terrifying gaze.

She was more than taken aback by his statements. "C... connection? Forbidden mate?"

"Darling, I don't like your perplexed expression." Nikolai hissed, pursing his lips then slowly released her chin, and curled his finger beneath it to lift her head.

"Your eyes... You saw me didn't you?"

Ophelia swallowed, not letting go of his wrist. "What's happening?"

He leaned in close and whispered, "That's a yes darling," and ran his finger over the side of her neck and down her chin. "Did you feel it?"

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