Cursed Legacies Series Free PDF by Morgan B Lee

We will handle it. Utilize us, Maven. Allow us to redeem ourselves. We lost you once because of our own ineptitude. You have my word that we will be much more useful monsters for you now.” SILAS “Who gives a fuck about useful?” Maven murmurs before capturing my lips with hers. My head starts to…

I pinch her clit between my lips roughly enough that she cuts off with another exhilirated gasp. Each of her reactions is a perfection driving me further into this hunger-fueled delirium. “You want what, darling?” Crypt whispers, caressing her beautiful bare skin as he languidly watches her pleasure build. “Two of you at once,” she…

Blood would fix this. Blood fixes everything. You need to strengthen yourself, my father agrees. All the world knows what you turned yourself into for that Undead harlot—and now they’ll come for you. They’ll slaughter you in your sleep. You must prepare yourself to use blood magic! I dig my fingers into my wet hair,…

I ignore him, knowing he won’t be able to resist his bone-deep instincts to take care of his “mate” now that I’ve brought up food. “Everett, make this room less godsdamned freezing so our keeper won’t catch hypothermia when I bring her back. Crypt, go get reverium from Limbo to ease your curse or I’ll…

Aside from searching for Crypt, I’ve spent months looking for my sister and worrying about what I would find. And my father must know it, because he has that gotcha look on his bleeding face. I narrow my eyes. “What about her?” The doors of the elevator ding softly, but I don’t take my eyes…

But one I’m proud of. I kiss Maven’s forehead, using one of my straitjacket sleeves to wipe gasoline and soot from her pretty face. “One less thing to threaten our quintet. I’m fine, Snowdrop.” She studies me for a moment before her lips curl up slightly. “I was right. Angry Everett is definitely a sight…

“I know.” We all pause, realizing that Maven is now watching us. Her dark gaze is steady, her dark hair a mess, and the straitjacket those assholes put her in is ripped and stained with blood—but gods, my mate is so strong and beautiful that it’s hard to breathe. Her scythe transforms into a clear…

Just like that, the dragon retreats to hide from the pain that it can’t shift to tolerate. I wrench back control and sit up, blinking at the chaos surrounding me. It looks like I was hit in the head by a chunk of Crypt’s bronze enclosure that somehow shattered, but besides that… Holy fucking fuck….

I did that. Did I? It was the ghost, but it took passing through me for her to interact with the living. She targeted him for what he was doing to me. Are my demigoddess abilities more ghost-oriented than I realized? Still reeling from the lingering horror of that touch, I’m forced to walk forward….

Crypt sees that and shouts in helpless rage. Silas starts screaming again nearby, and as the asshole releases my hair, I realize my blood fae is being tied to the stake beside me. Not- Baelfire is still a laughingstock, and somewhere high above, Everett is being forced to watch all of this. More holy power…