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

After meeting Esmeralda, they retreated to the main sitting room of the castle for hot tea. Ophelia was astounded to be served by the maids' maids and to see guards positioned all about. All her surroundings, the castle, were evolving. Nikolai was becoming really relaxed.

With a polite wave, she motioned for the maids and guards to depart. It was ideal for her to be by herself with Esmeralda.

Esmeralda sighed softly as she took a sip. "Lia,"

Ophelia gave her a quick glance. "Esme? "Why do you look so worried when you just woke up?"

"I was so tired that I was shocked when I woke up in the castle. In all my years, I have never felt so worn out." Esmeralda mumbled.

"What do you mean that you've never felt so worn out? Rhaziel did mention that you had to have unknowingly used a lot of energy." Ophelia gripped the cup tightly muttering under her breath. "Did it have to do with our exchange of mystical weapons?"

Just a demon?