The Strange Groom's Cursed Bride Novel

# The Strange Groom's Cursed Bride

What happens when a devil discovers love?

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Alice carries a curse she didn't need anyone to name. The proof was undeniable.

Money. That singular obsession consumed her—she'd sacrifice anything for it.

Even her identity. Even one year of her life pretending to be her twin sister to escape her doomed fate.

Marrying the Wildfire Heir seemed manageable. He wouldn't linger, she'd been assured.

'Harmless enough,' they'd promised.

'The third son? Dangerous. Avoid him completely.'

'The second son... he's worse.'

'Never cross him.'

Yet she did exactly that. She didn't just cross his path—she threw herself directly into it.

And as if destiny conspired against her, the groom switched at the altar.

To the Second Son.

He burned as cold as he raged hot.

A dangerously magnetic man bearing the face of her recurring dreams. Coincidence seemed impossible.

But deception proved harder than anticipated. Her sister wasn't just anyone—she was a practiced lawyer. Alice's legal knowledge extended only to Miranda rights.

Her sister was meticulous too. Vegetarian. Sober. Mysteriously bullied. And her sudden vanishing held secrets Alice hadn't uncovered.

Her situation spiraled into chaos. Especially beneath those piercing blue eyes tracking her like a predator hunting wounded prey.

One year to survive this. One year to wonder if the money justified risking everything against the Wildfires.

She might not last that long.

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"Powerful men appeal to women, Boss. They crave that vulnerability."

Hades dismissed the theory outright—until it lodged itself in his mind.

When Alice appeared, he decided to test it.

Women desired powerlessness?

Her expression hardened the instant she spotted him, alarm flickering across her face. Run?

He eliminated that option, scooping her into his arms and draping her across his shoulder like cargo.

Spectators froze. No one breathed.

"HADES! YOU MANIAC! DROP ME NOW!" She thrashed violently, limbs flailing.

Hades carried her forward untouched by her protests, his smirk victorious.

He dismissed love theories, yet something whispered she'd surrender to him soon.

His subordinates exchanged glances.

"The Lady Boss seems... content," one observed.

Another studied her inverted features. "She's glowing. I've never seen her this animated around him."

The third stood stunned. He'd palmed his face. This wasn't what he'd meant about powerlessness at all.

Alice continued screaming.

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"She rejected your calls and demanded you stop. Boss, your bride is furious."

He scoffed. "You understand nothing."

"Then enlighten us."

"If she keeps refusing my calls, it means one thing..."

They leaned in.

"She wants me there in person," he stated with absolute certainty.

One wanted to protest but fear sealed his lips.

"Should I go or shouldn't I?" His bored tone masked calculation.

"GRANT HER REQUEST, BOSS!"

The confused henchmen rallied behind him.

He smirked. "Fine then." He stood. "Bring the car."

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Dark and playful romance.

18+

Hilarious chaos.

Watch Alice navigate the impossible task of maintaining her deception (spoiler: she won't succeed).

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