Cursed Legacies Series Free PDF by Morgan B Lee

Irritation prickles over me. I can take a lot of shit, but not jabs at my family. My family is anything but dishonest. I bare my teeth at him. “I said it’s not. Fucking. Happening. You should have already groveled your ass off for Maven’s forgiveness for ever suggesting that bet in the first place,…

The sexy dragon shifter stops in front of me, and that’s when I manage to draw my attention away from his incredibly cut muscles and notice the strain on his face. “Are you hurting?” I ask, frowning as I stand. “I’m fucking dying.” “What—“ He steps closer, and—oh, gods. His erection is hard and huge,…

This time, it does growl. Scarlet magic flares in Silas’s hands as he prepares for a worst-case scenario, but I just lift my chin, staring it down. The voices are getting closer, and when Everett looks over and swears something about the Immortal Quintet, I know we’re about to have company of the monster variety….

“Can’t. Tried already,” he grits out, staring straight forward like he’s too mortified to make eye contact. “It’s enchanted to keep me from shifting.” Anger washes over me. He’s a fucking shifter. He’s supposed to shift. They took that away from him over a little outburst? When Silas and Everett rejoin us, I note with…

I hear an explosion of some kind nearby, but I can’t seem to look away from my gorgeous match’s face, contorted in agony as he bleeds too freely from too many places. I try to wipe the blood so it doesn’t drip into his squeezed-shut eyes, but I realize my hands are shaking. All of…

When the caster gives up and turns to run, Maven catches up and quickly pins him to the ground from behind, one knee on his back. She’s far enough away that even I can’t hear what she bends down to say in his ear before shadow-like magic flares out from around them. He screams. She…

I smirk. “You’re a caster. So it totally is.” “Am I?” she arches a brow quizzically. I hesitate, thinking about it. She uses magic. She was once a human, and then she lost her heart, so that makes her…I have no idea. Mine, though. Always mine. Everett rejoins us. His face is stormy, and one…

His crimson stare locks onto me. “Baelfire Finbar Decimus, if the doing something you’re suggesting involves harming Maven in any way, I will shred you to pieces, turn you into jerky, and feed you piece by piece to Everett’s pet dogs.” Seriously, why did my quintet have to be made up almost exclusively of violently…

But it’s hard to forget that I spilled my guts to him and Silas yesterday. They know more about my past than anyone else in the mortal world, and it feels fucking strange. What’s even stranger is that they have yet to kick me out of their quintet or report me to the Immortal Quintet….

The air is thick with tension. A fair few legacies died during combat training yesterday, so everyone is more on edge than ever. “Super cheery out here,” Baelfire says sarcastically. “It’s only going to get worse.” Silas shoots me a look. “There will be no repeats of what happened yesterday, ima sangfluir. Stay close to…