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The Lycan's Forbidden Mate

[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? ****** This book is connected to MARRIED TO THE LAST ICE DRAGON but can be read as a standalone.

Mystic_Fantasy73 · แฟนตาซี
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Oracle and Seer

Ophelia examined her neck for any bites while gazing at her reflection in the mirror. She had no visible scars or anything like scarring on her neck; it was entirely normal. However, It was stinging softly, and she kept pressing her fingers across the area where he had bitten her once more. The kind of discomfort she was experiencing was causing her to become aroused just by thinking about him.

Typical thoughts! Not erotic thoughts! However, despite the fact that she couldn't be hurt by fire, she felt as though it were engulfing her, which was oddly ironic.

"What did he do to me?" She exhaled deeply and asked before turning away from the mirror, walking over to the bed, and putting on her large, gray cloak. "I can't think straight."

Her attention was drawn to the door when there was a sharp knock. As the door opened, Esmeralda walked in hastily.

"Lia!" She hugged Ophelia. "I'm glad he arrived in time!"