Cursed Legacies Series Free PDF by Morgan B Lee

His lips curl up maniacally. “Done. I’ll be back soon, darling.” He vanishes. I glance around again to ensure we aren’t about to be killed before I focus on patching Everett before he bleeds out. Revenant magic destroys, and necromancy can’t heal the living, so I’m left with my weak grasp of common magic abilities…

“Maven.” Everett gets my attention by gently tipping my chin to meet his pale blue gaze. I realize Silas has already rushed to join the fight. Crypt is beside us, his markings glowing. Taking a deep breath, I force myself to focus. Ultimately, it doesn’t matter what Amadeus does or doesn’t know. If we push…

I don’t realize Felix has emerged from the Divide again until he clears his throat beside me. “There are monsters on their way. And shadow fiends.” I nod, still frowning. “Odd that they haven’t come sooner.” Felix opens his mouth to say something else, but Kenzie skips up to us, her light corkscrew curls bouncing…

So jealous, she teases. Meanwhile, Felix flinches back. “Did…did you just fucking smile?” She shrugs. “We can show emotions here.” “Sure, but…it’s you. That just seems wrong. Not to mention, you seem way too chatty for the telum I know.” He squints hard at her eyes. “But your pupils are round. How are you not…

“I said, tell your keeper that Zuma’s paramour left the Sanctuary without permission, and she followed him despite my trying to stop her. I have sent acolytes out looking, so they should be found swiftly.” I pause. “He left without permission? How? The wards should completely prevent that.” “I am investigating how this happened. Just…

The Nightmare Prince shrugs. “I kill a lot of people. Try being more specific.” “You drowned him in his own blood, you sick motherfucking freak.” “Hmm. Drowned in blood. Oh—right, him,” Crypt nods, finally checking back into the conversation, grinning as if they’re discussing a fond memory. Then he levels Asher with a hard stare….

The Nether is creeping into the mortal realm even more. “Snowdrop,” I breathe in relief, kicking aside the shattered etherium necklace to wrap her in my arms. Well—arm. The broken one isn’t moving very well. Maven hugs me back weakly before pulling away, her breaths labored. She grimaces. “Her life force is really fucking potent.”…

She shakes her head. He frowns. “Twenty-two?” “Twenty-three as of two days ago,” she corrects. What? We all turn to glower at her at the same time. “Do you truly mean to say that we just barely missed your birthday, and you chose not to fucking tell us?” Silas demands. Maven looks at each of…

The damn shifter is going to get himself killed. At least, that’s what I think until I hear the unmistakable, ear-splitting roar of Baelfire’s dragon. I wince when my ears start to ring. Any stragglers asleep in all of Baltimore are wide awake now if their eardrums didn’t just fucking burst. Getting to my feet,…

Just as I turn back around, he drops out of Limbo—directly onto Maven’s back. Oh, fuck. The berserker is going to rip him limb from limb, just like she’s done to everything else that has made the mistake of getting too close to her. Crackling black magic blooms around the death-craving revenant as she tries…