Cursed Legacies Series Free PDF by Morgan B Lee

Silas pockets his bleeding crystal, cleaning the blood off his fingers with his tongue, which happens to be very fucking distracting. “We’ve learned about wraiths. They are faceless, silhouette-like figures that feed on fear and can only be killed with blessed bone weapons. Otherwise, they’re known to be harmless compared to other shadow fiends since…

He shoots me a scathing look. “I wonder if Maven knows how many of those you’ve jumped dick-first into, Fuck Boy.” It’s my turn to flinch, remembering Maven mentioning other girls rubbing my past in her face. Gods, I was a full-blown idiot before I met her. Maybe I still am, but at least I’m…

“You’re lying. You haven’t told anyone yet.” He spits more blood out of his mouth before swallowing hard. “No. No, all right? I sent a message to Alaric to let him know I have an emergency update regarding your whereabouts, but he must be preoccupied with the newest surge at the Nether. No one knows…

Baelfire steadies him. “You good?” Blood drips from Silas’s nose. I frown at that sign of strain, but he wipes it away quickly and shrugs off the dragon shifter. “Let me go, you big lug.” Everett inhales sharply when Gibbons’ body jolts. It twitches and flexes, slowly rising to its feet with its head still…

“Why Maine?” “That’s where I originally entered the mortal realm when I left the Nether. The Legacy Council will piece that together, track Gibbons there, and assume I have a connection or an ally in that area. That should throw off the bounty hunters for a bit longer.” He nods and turns back to the…

Crypt tries to flip him off but ends up coughing hoarsely, gritting his teeth. Incubi are supposed to heal as fast as shifters, but since his body isn’t healing, it must mean he needs to feed ASAP. I overheard Crypt and Maven talking. I know he’s basically in charge of Limbo. The others don’t know,…

“And a hot fudge sundae,” Baelfire tacks on, sitting up finally. “Or do you want a milkshake instead, Mayflower?” Hang on. Are they trying to order all of that just for me? I’m about to remind them that I’m not a bottomless pit like Baelfire, but then I notice the waitress’s wary expression. Obviously, witnessing…

“Revenant. Scourge. Unnatural, semi-undead bitch. Call me whatever you want now, because you won’t be speaking much longer.” The mage sneers. “You may have corrupted the most promising legacies of this generation, but you will never unleash the Entity on this world, you filthy, cursed abomination!” This time, I can’t help the grin that pops…

My keeper’s lips twitch when she hears that. To my absolute delight, the following words she sends me are in the fae tongue, inside my head. How do you feel, my handsome lunatic? I should have a million questions. Perhaps I should also be mourning the fact that I just woke up as a necromancer,…

Maven gasps abruptly. Her pussy squeezes me so fucking tight that I can’t breathe as her orgasm claims her. Slamming deep and finally releasing her neck, I grit my teeth as I find my own release. The sharp wash of pleasure only cements my eternal need for her. The newlybound buzz of voracious arousal eases…