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

"Stop gazing at her in that manner. You look like a lunatic."

"Are you unhappy that no one is staring at you?"

"I'm too busy babysitting a lunatic, you know."

"This lunatic didn't ask for a babysitter."

"As soon as you stop staring at her and follow me, I'll stop teasing you!"

"Do not yell, or you'll wake her up!"

Ophelia opened her eyes and let out a loud moan before looking at Nikolai and Rhaziel. "This early in the morning, waking a lady is totally wrong."

"Darling." She rolled her eyes as Nikolai cooed and moved toward the bed. She then retreated from the bed by taking a different path and walked away to what appeared to be the bathing room.

She entered and immediately realized that this was a completely different chamber. The spacious bathroom reeked of genuine majesty. The pool was bigger and the water was heating.

Pleasant morning