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

"Is everything okay?" Yulia questioned with a hint of worry.

After leaving Sasha's room, Ophelia went to the library and sat down on a cushion, gazing at the fireplace that mirrored in her hazel gray eyes which were filled with tears that were threatening to flow out.

Yulia had gone to the library to pick up some books that her mother had instructed her to get, but when she saw the dragoness buried in thoughts, she knew right away that something was amiss because of her sad demeanor and watery eyes.

"Are you hurting in any way? Shall I call Nikolai?" She questioned once more, this time feeling even more concerned when Ophelia didn't reply nor glance at her.

"Have you ever seen Nikolai cry?" asked Ophelia. She pursed her lips, took a deep breath, and then turned to face Yulia, who was standing next to her.

A great sister in law