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

Walking into the gorgeous blooming meadow at the mountain's furthest crest, Nikolai was astounded at how surprised he was by the sight. His gaze swept about him, revealing that his body was still having trouble acclimating to daylight and, in particular, the sun.

The wind was perfectly gusty. Not brusque, nor feeble. And they could see birds flying directly overhead.

Glancing at the sun goddess next to him, Nikolai grinned. She had her head cocked, her eyes closed, and was smiling broadly at him.

"I see you're enjoying the view." She opened her eyes, chuckling.

Her smile startled Nikolai, who blinked. His heart was racing, he could swear to it. "I am." He looked away, his face tingling slightly from the heat.

"The blossoms are at their peak. It surprises me that their dread of you keeps them from falling asleep." Ophelia whispered, refocusing his gaze on her.

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