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

Nikolai held his breath. His heart briefly halted before starting again when he noticed that she was indeed wearing under garments. He slowly turned away and walked over to have a seat on the grass. And as soon as he turned his attention back to the river, Ophelia was already submerged in the water, which covered her entire body and her chest. She was still, smiling, with her eyes closed.

Although a goddess's beauty wasn't unexpected, Nikolai had never felt flustered or embarrassed in front of anyone.

It was challenging for him to look away from her, but he eventually succeeded by turning to face his sword. "What was she talking about? Pounding feelings?" He then scoffed.

Dawn of gods (4)