Cursed Legacies Series Free PDF by Morgan B Lee

“All right. I’m finally going to ask,” I say, setting down my spoon. “Why the fuck is your name Crypt?” “Don’t!” Baelfire’s exclamation startles me, and he shakes his head in warning, his golden eyes comedically wide. “Do yourself a favor and don’t fucking ask that, Boo.” I can scowl at him over that nickname,…

“Wait until I make a few kills,” I murmur. “Then I can get your collar off.” They all glance at me like they want more explanation, but I’m not about to expound on that when other legacies might overhear. Besides, they should have been paying attention to Professor Crowley’s lecture on revenants and the kind…

“Fine,” I mutter finally. “But only if Everett kisses me before he goes.” Everett’s cheeks turn pink immediately. His smile is long gone. “Maven,” he warns. “I still can’t risk killing y?—“ “Don’t flatter yourself. Your curse will have to take a ticket and stand in line behind a dozen far more likely ways I’ll…

I should have realized my blood magic would nullify whatever effects Crypt’s plant would have had on Maven. I need to find someone whose magic will work with her. Perhaps she must make the elixir for herself with her necromancy, or…maybe I need to find Pia. After all, the prophetess mysteriously healed my keeper after…

But not hers. No, Maven tastes like she’s mine. It’s beyond all description as her magic lights up my entire system beyond any other power I’ve ever experienced. I moan and grind desperately against her. All of my instincts are dialed up to ten as I lose control. When she groans and bares her neck,…

Before she can try to leave her bedroom, I quickly stand and hold up a hand to stop her. “Let me check on them first, sangfluir.” She goes very still. “You think they’re injured.” “Possibly.” “And you don’t want me to see it, snap, and slaughter everyone I pass on my way to the Immortal…

“Don’t draw attention to her,” Silas warns Kenzie quietly. I hear Baelfire snarl nearby and blink blearily over Silas’s shoulder in time to see the dragon shifter send Crypt flying into a table. Food flies everywhere, and glasses shatter. Students yelp as they try to get out of the way. “Fucking asshole!” Bael roars dramatically,…

“I slept in his bed,” I admit. “And?” “And we didn’t fuck, so don’t get too excited.” Kenzie pouts. “Monk.” “Slut.” “Guilty as charged,” she nods and then sobers a little. “So, you talked with Harlow Carter earlier. Did it have anything to do with…you know. The changeling and yours truly?” I suppose now is…

She squeals and claps like her day has just been made. “Okay, shoot.” My face feels hot, and I fidget with my gloves. “Don’t laugh at me.” “I’ll totally laugh if it’s funny.” That’s fair. “Is it normal to want to lick abs?” Kenzie blinks. Then she bursts into the dreaded laughter. “Oh my gods!…

Someone knocks on Maven’s bedroom door. “You ready, Raincloud? Class starts soon. Tell Stalker Boy to back the fuck off so you can eat before we go.” I sigh wistfully when Maven dries off, dresses, and leaves without a word. I know she’s not mad at me for asking, but she loathes talking about her…