What Is The Spice Level In 'Bride Of The Cursed Alpha'?

My family auctioning me against my will was one thing. But being auctioned to him, the demigod Alpha, known for chaos and bloodshed, the cursed abomination, was the worst that could happen. I watched him kill men without mercy. I watched him claim me just to spite his brother and now, I'm trapped within his fortress as a slave. His slave. At first, I want to end it all before he does it for me, but on a second thought, I have to fight for my freedom. He swears he bought me to spite his brother and humiliate me. He swears that he despises me. My sin? Being born with the same hair as his mother. But then, the way he looks at me isn't the way you look at the enemy. The way he pins and touches me isn't the way you touch a slave. He buries his face in my neck and relaxes with my scent, claiming me in ways no master should claim a defiant captive. I'm supposed to hate him for being heartless, for being evil, for refusing to let me go, but somewhere in between, I don’t. It's hate and angst, yet every touch makes my heart betray me. He makes my heart beat in ways it shouldn't. A human and an Alpha? Unacceptable! In fact, forbidden in Dark Hound! It's in fact forbidden! But he's unhinged and doesn't care. It's all war and roses until I find out I'm the thing that could either destroy him—or break his curse. The devil they warned him about. TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains mature themes and explicit content intended for adult audiences (18+) readers discretion is advised For the girlies who love their MMC a little bit twisted, broken with redemption here and there.

The most powerful werewolf alive is dying — not from a wound, but from a curse. The only cure is a marriage he despises to a girl he considers beneath him. She doesn't want him either. But fate doesn't ask permission, and love has never cared about the rules two people set for themselves. And when the final cost of that love is revealed, it will take something no alpha has ever done — and something the Moon Goddess has never before granted — to rewrite what was always meant to be their ending.

They said Alpha Draven was a monster deadly, bloodthirsty, cursed. That his pain was a death sentence for every woman who crossed his path, that no woman had ever left his bed alive. They said he sacrificed his brides, just to revive a body cursed beyond redemption. So why did my father choose me? Why was I offered has a substitute, a replacement bride meant to stand in for my sister, Angel? unwanted omega. They wanted obedience. my entire pack handed me over like worthless trash. And I was the price. One night with the monster that was my sentence. Afterward, I was expected to lose my life , because a weak omega like me cannot survive mating with an alpha. No right to want him. No right to crave him. But I do. I crave the monster without mercy. My body responds to his voice, his commands, his presence. I want more of him more than one night, more than a sacrifice meant to end me. My virginity was supposed to be a reward, a peace offering, even if it came wrapped in pain. But Alpha Draven doesn’t do love. He doesn’t believe in mates. His kind takes centuries to choose and those chosen never survive.

WARNING: THIS BOOK CONTAINS SPICY AND EROTIC SCENES. Zana is a rogue girl. She is wild and untamed. She is taken prisoner one night when her rogue pack is slaughtered by the Alpha's forces. Zana is taken prisoner and sold to serve the Alpha's castle. Her fierce passionate spirit refuses to be extinguished and on her first night in the Alpha’s castle, she bites a councilman who tries to touch her. Zana is branded a beast and nearly executed but the Alpha's Beta proposes a crueler fate…send her to the royal academy where the Alpha’s three noble sons and certain noble born children reside and indirectly rule. The boys are expected to break her. What begins as a punishment quickly spirals fast into undiluted lust. The Alpha's sons soon find out Zana is impossible to tame as she brings out something primal within them, something they never knew they possessed. As she faces off against vicious rivals and warm bodied temptations from the Alpha's sons Zana discovers her bloodline may not be as rogue as she thought. And the more they try to break her, the closer they come to falling apart themselves.

I killed my mate on the same day my Alpha father put me up as a price for our pack’s werewolf power competition. It was a mistake. Borne by my defiance against the pack's law that a woman cannot reject a man, even if he's stuck his d**k in EVERY hole under a skirt available to him, else something tragic is going to happen. Because of that, I was stripped of my title as princess, degraded to a common slave and declared a surrogate to an alpha whose name is the only thing I know about him. Alpha Demorath of Blackwood pack. His name states exactly what he is. A demon alpha who is not just going to be my master – the one who my father strongly believes can TAME me – but also the father of my unborn child. But Demorath and I are like fire and poison, two elements that work so well together. Only if you consider our intentions.

She was trained to serve. He was bred to kill her kind. But when she bit him to save his life… She became the secret he hides beneath silk sheets and wolf scars. Now the Alpha heals with every taste of her. And she falls with every command from his lips. The kingdom is searching for the vampire. And she’s moaning in the Alpha’s bed.