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

"I believed I made it clear last time that I do not want to see you." Upon entering the sitting room where her betrothed was waiting for her, Ophelia exhaled deeply in disapproval.

She was stunned by his appearance, which included a beaming smile. His appearance suggested that he had recently left a battlefield. He had a pale complexion with half-smears of dirt, his dark brown hair disheveled, and he smelled like sweat and blood.

"What happened to you?" Crossing her arms over her chest, Ophelia asked with a hint of contempt.

"A small battle." With a persistent smile, Dominik spoke. "You do not feel pity for me do you?"

"Dominik, you are not worthy of any feelings from me. It is not enough to come to my castle in this condition to win my sympathy." Ophelia disagreed.

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