Cursed Legacies Series Free PDF by Morgan B Lee

By the time he begins kissing down my neck and kissing my nipples, I’m gasping for breath. I realize Baelfire and Everett are on either side of me as Crypt works further down my body—and I jolt when my Nightmare Prince’s tongue teases my clit in a light circle. Baelfire’s lips are pressing along my…

“Such beautiful screams,” Dagon wheezes, still laughing nonsensically. Then his gaze slips to the mummified corpses nearby. “Vivere rursus ad mortem!” Dark magic pulses through the air, dropping the temperature in this abandoned cabin even further. All at once, the corpses on the table lurch upright, moving with the unnatural speed of the Undead as…

“Money.” “There are less deadly positions out there for a caster of your talents,” I point out. “I like a challenge. Especially one with a fat paycheck.” I roll my eyes. “After Manhattan, you could have demanded an early paycheck, cut your losses, and been on your merry way by now. Which means there’s another…

“No fucking clue. They said something about getting something from a Dagon. Pretty sure someone mentioned your heart, which makes no fucking sense.” Oh, my gods. If they survive Dagon, I’m going to fucking kill them. EVERETT “I cannot believe I actually miss hearing you scútráchae inside my head,” Silas mutters. “It would be useful…

Crypt wipes blood off his mouth, completely ignoring my question and everyone’s concerned looks. Instead, he gestures in the direction Silas’s spell was leading us. “The prick’s in an abandoned cabin that way,” he rasps. “Before we pop in, I’ll weaken him.” “Enough with the blasted singing!” Silas hisses at one of the nearby trees…

My inner dragon snarls and hisses, furious that I would force an inferior substance down his throat. Agony pierces through my brain before I’m shoved hard into that corner of my mind where I can’t function. I can’t see and can’t think clearly, but I do know one thing: I just became a danger to…

Nether caster? It takes a second for me to understand as I follow. “The one who helped the Nether humans escape? Francis or Finn or…what was his name?” “How the hell would I know?” I roll my eyes, finally setting Silas down when he starts to struggle. “Oh, I don’t know—maybe you would have heard…

I can’t stay. Stumbling off the bed, I ignore my trembling hands and pounding heart as I race from the room to let the madness and shadows devour me whole. BAELFIRE Ice-cold water crashes over my head, jolting me awake. My dragon snarls at the rude awakening as he rushes to take a backseat, extra…

How depraved are you? Very depraved. And very thirsty for my blood blossom in every way possible, especially if I get to watch her pleasured twice over at once. My slowly growing erection is proof of my desire. The shifter gasps, hand going to her chest. “ What? Oh, my sweet summer child. My innocent…

“ Dagon. I remember that name, from Crypt’s memories of Maven’s past nightmares. Recalling some of the horrors that obsessive necromancer inflicted on my blood blossom, I grit my teeth. Crypt sees my ire and nods, his own expression darkening. “When he caught wind of what became of her, he stole her heart from Amadeus…