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

As he slowly and tenderly kissed her, relishing her taste like he was starving, she closed her eyes and put her hand on his shoulders, grasping with a gentle gasp.

Taking her every breath as he increased his pressure, Nikolai suddenly exhaled into her mouth and broke contact with her lips, relaxing his forehead against hers with his eyes closed.

How would things have turned out if he hadn't arrived in time?

Listening to her rapid breathing and heartbeat, he gently stroked her face. "Are you in any pain?"

"I'm sorry I wasn't here." He murmured, kissing her lips once more.

Ophelia replied by fiercely gripping his shoulders. "I'm fine Nikolai, you arrived just in time."

In order to observe the little bits of blood smeared on her face, Nikolai lifted her head and cocked his forehead aside, tracing his finger along her chin. Thankfully, it wasn't her blood because the blood on her garment was worse.

Inevitable risks