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 carefully setting Ophelia down on the bed, Nikolai threw his cloak to the floor and sat down next to her, gently pushing her hair away from her face.

With concern flashing through his eyes, he lightly touched the center of her forehead, the spot where the sunstone had previously adhered, with his thumb. The way she abruptly shoved him away nearly gave him a heart attack.

He had killed Esteban but only injured Rodion, who was much faster than he looked.

Nikolai was baffled. What was the true goal of resurrecting the sun goddess? Nothing seemed to make sense. At least not just yet. He was going to find out Esteban's true goal. But it was over for the time being. Given that he had the stone, his wife was safe.

"Those who harm my FireStorm have no right to live." He trailed off, dragging his fingers down to her cheek.

"Hmm..." Ophelia let out a feeble moan, her eyelashes quivering lightly.

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