Cursed Legacies Series Free PDF by Morgan B Lee

Gods on high, no wonder I’m in the lead, even fictitiously. Anyone would think I was a playboy and these idiots had never had a real relationship in their life, even though the reverse is true. “They’re her favorite because they look like—” Baelfire cuts off with a huff. “You know what? I don’t have…

Formulating a sentence around her is so damn hard, but I clear my throat and look out the window, hoping like hell that I look indifferent…instead of how I really feel, which is eager to give her anything in the world she wants. Seriously. As soon as we’re bound together and curses are no longer…

I rub my jaw in bewildered disbelief. I’m one tough son of a bitch, but that punch was no joke. Maven walks away without a single glance back at the three of us, but there’s no way she can’t feel how hard we’re staring after her. Can she blame us? She looks so godsdamned fuckable…

My mate is turned on right now. “You have no idea how bad,” she whispers. Only it sounds a hell of a lot like you have no idea how bad I want you. Lust crashes through me, along with a need to please my mate so fierce that it’s dizzying. “Use me,” I growl. “You…

“Gods, I need it. Please,” I pant. “Good answer. But my praise is earned.” Everything about her voice is smooth and deceptively gentle, yet there’s that same powerful undertone in it that I’m realizing is always there. My mate is exceptional at hiding her emotions, but her mask is nowhere to be found as she…

My potion crafting class doesn’t start until after lunch, and at the moment, I’m finally alone. This would be the perfect time to call the supernatural black market dealer…if it wasn’t for the fact that I lost my cell phone at some point during combat training. I memorized his encrypted number, but I need to…

I start to walk away, ignoring her curse-filled shrieks behind me. Turning my back on her turns out to be a small mistake, since she finally manages to lurch up to a semi-sitting position. Just as I glance over my shoulder, she flops one of her arms towards me, crying out from the pain of…

They assume we’ll work as a team. They see me as the weak one here, so it’s easy to deduce that Silas is right. I’ll probably get more real combat than I usually do in this class because instead of ignoring me, people are going to actively try to kill me. That puts a small…

It’s late. Past midnight. The “student curfew” at Everbound is eleven o’clock, but not a soul here pays attention to it, not even the instructors. Still, the dim hall I walk is empty as I eye my surroundings, hands still trembling in my pockets. It’s just a shadow, Si, my mother’s voice echoes, but this…

Quite the topic change. “Maven is an atypical caster,” I explain, having read her sparse file of student records earlier. “She manifested magic from a fully human bloodline less than a month ago.” Everett’s pale gaze flickers to me. “You’re saying Maven came from a human family?” “Yes. Why?” He shuffles uncomfortably. “It’s nothing.” “Just…