Cursed Legacies Series Free PDF by Morgan B Lee

That is Nether tongue. It’s saying it has a message from her ‘father.’ “Enough, enough. Take it to the stake so that its life may be a suitable offering,” Coates orders, snapping his fingers more quickly when the changeling continues to shriek. I know how much my muse dislikes changelings, but she’s studying this one…

Maven lifts her chin as she addresses Orlando Coates. “I accept. We’ll attend the celebration, as long as you don’t sacrifice anyone or pull any weird cult shit on me.” Coates is chuffed to bits at this news. The cult members cheer again, bowing and chattering to each other in fresh excitement. The changeling struggles…

“No. I’m fucking amazing,” I finally manage to whisper. “More. I want more.” Baelfire swears. “Gods, look at you, baby. So fucking greedy and perfect.” Everett slowly pulls out as Crypt presses in. Then they switch, Crypt withdrawing while Everett presses so deep into me from behind that I lose my breath. For a moment,…

“Screw realistic,” Everett groans when I bite his neck none too gently. “Let the world end.” MAVEN Turns out, you can fuck around in bed for a long time when you’re actively ignoring anything waiting outside the front door. It helps that, in between making me scream his name, Crypt has slipped away several times…

I’m the favor. Damn. My existence really was orchestrated. I was born to be a means to an end. Galene shakes her head quickly, her pretty face distressed. “No, Maven. You were born for far more than that. I could not observe you in the Nether, but I know there were a great many chances…

“You know,” I mumble. “We know, but we’d like to hear it,” Crypt grins. “Come on, darling. Confess.” I decide this conversation has been productive enough and turn to study the food Baelfire just made. Whatever it is, it has potatoes and cheese in it and smells amazing. “That masterpiece is going to get cold.”…

Crypt, Everett, Baelfire, and I gather around to get a good look at this list. Crypt grins. “Written in crayon, as all good hit lists are.” My attention slips to the end, and I nearly laugh. “ Sangfluir, ‘rest in peace’ is a phrase typically used to describe the fate of someone who died.” “Someone…

The overwhelming barrage of insanity cuts off when dozens of ravens shriek and caw, descending from above like a swarm of bees out of an angry hive. Obviously, the demigoddess-obsessed people gathered here saw the Frosts’ broadcast, including the ravens pecking out eyeballs, because their overwhelming excitement quickly turns into terror. They turn and run,…

As soon as we reach our quintet apartment and slip into her room, I set Maven on the massive bed. I sit beside her to kiss her nose, cheeks, and those soft lips before smiling at her. “Hey. We have a surprise you’ll like. Silas, show her.” He frowns. “Show her what?” “You know. The…

“Everett—” I try next, scrambling to get my stupid fucking leash untied. “I don’t know,” he snaps, stopping his pacing to cover his face. He looks a breath away from shattering. “I just…I don’t fucking know.” I’m immediately on the bed beside Maven, panicked as I look her over. The puddle of blood from Silas…