Cursed Legacies Series Free PDF by Morgan B Lee

He’ll be in agony as a living corpse until the spell fades and his heart stops. The adamantine has already nulled all his powers, so he’s a nonissue now. Less than an hour later, I sit on the curb outside a gas station on the route back to Everbound University. Snow falls softly from the…

Waiting gives me time to plot. I know the room’s general layout thanks to my study of the interim headmaster’s office. He’ll enter, and I’ll wait for him to sit. I’m sure he’ll be keyed into dozens of protective magic wards on the room, but that’s where the rest of my magical store will go—to…

Just for tonight. Until I run and you never see me again. He melts, pressing his forehead against mine. “Let go. Lose yourself in us.” And then he’s suddenly kissing me hard, taking my breath away. Just as my body starts to catch up to what’s happening and stiffens, Crypt’s hands slide along my waist,…

“Movie night,” Everett surprises us all by interrupting to suggest. “We can watch her favorite cheesy rom-com.” “Cuddling optional but highly encouraged,” Baelfire adds, biting his lower lip and still not looking away from me. He’s making it impossible for me to brush my arousal under the rug, and I really can’t have him alerting…

Blood oaths are the highest order of binding magic in existence. They supersede the gods and carry on into the Beyond. Anyone who tries to break a blood oath or find a loophole to get out of it is wiped from existence. Extinguished. “It doesn’t matter what I swore to do,” I shake my head….

“What time is it?” “Mid-morning. Worried you’ll miss the wedding?” She pauses. “My father’s cousin had planned an outdoor wedding. They postponed it due to the weather, so I’m not going after all.” Either she’s a very smooth liar, or I must thank Frost for buying us even more time with our keeper. “Then shall…

The woman turns a delightful purple shade as she steps back. “Ugh. Get the hell out of here, you fucked-up little freak, before I call the bounty hunters to come check if you’re legal!” “Since you asked so nicely,” I shrug, turning to leave. As soon as we’re outside, Baelfire snaps, “I know we’re not…

Fuck. No. My condition rearing its ugly head right now is literally the worst possible scenario. This is bad. Genuinely fucking bad because there will be no escape from their questions if they see me like this, and they might figure it all out. Then I’d be stuck in this inn with four powerful legacies…

“Bye, monk,” she snickers. Tossing the device onto the oversized bed, I glance at the door. I’m tired, annoyingly affected by everything my matches do, and most importantly, I’m an assassin who can’t complete her mission with four gorgeous legacy stalkers breathing over my shoulder. I’ll have to give them the slip eventually, but I…

?” The others are also staring. Crypt didn’t get food—he never does, since apparently he just eats dreams—but he looks positively delighted with this new development. Silas arches a brow at me. “I promised one day of the real me. Don’t get used to it.” I take a bite. Everett sits down on my side…