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

Ophelia and Esmeralda were not prepared to materialize in the middle of nowhere on mount Sidus. However, the cold was so oppressive that they were relieved they had previously made preparations for the winter.

Ophelia transformed her fiery weapon back into a dagger. "I didn't know the approach would have such a severe murder intent."

Esmeralda assumed a crooked stance, holding her bow and arrow. "They are fully aware that you will fight back."

Ophelia gave a nod. The moment she ran into Esmeralda, Nikolai somehow teleported her away without making any form of contact. It was almost as though he had predicted everything.

She squinted her eyes and allowed her gaze to wander over the snow-covered landscape. Huge clumps of snow were falling from the sky, and the cold wind was whooshing ferociously against their faces.

"We have to return back to the mansion." Esmeralda gasped.

A war in the blizzard