Shadow Heart: A Paranormal Reverse Harem Romance (Cursed Legacies Book 2) by Morgan B Lee

Author:Morgan B Lee [Lee, Morgan B]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2024-06-21T00:00:00+00:00

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BAELFIRE

When I was eleven years old, my older brother Aidan was accidentally hit by a silverblend spell while serving at the Divide. He got an emergency magical transport back home, and I couldn't even recognize him under all the gore.

I'd asked my caster dad if Aidan was going to die, and he had quietly admitted it was very possible. All night long, I'd heard my brother's bloodcurdling screaming as they had to dig tiny pieces of silver shrapnel out of his entire body.

Turns out, he was handling it like a fucking champ. Kudos to him.

Because holy motherfucking hell, this hurts.

I'm starting to lose consciousness, probably because I'm leaking blood like a faucet. But I fight against blacking out because, as far as I know, we're still under attack, and that means I need to make sure Maven is safe. I just have to get through this searing agony and ignore my inner dragon, who's throwing a fit inside my head with no possible way of getting out to get revenge.

I guess I should be grateful that Silas is some kind of prodigy because suddenly, all the silver puncturing my skin starts vibrating. I blink my eyes open and vaguely make out that he's crouched beside me, his brow beading with sweat as he chants some shit I can't understand and makes a weird-ass shape with his hand.

There's a moment where, against all possibility, the agony gets even worse, as if the metal is reshaping itself inside my skin—and then hundreds of silver needles slide out of my skin and drop to the forest floor.

The moment the silver is out, I gasp with relief as my body starts to mend. Thanks to my weakened state, it's far slower than usual, but I'll take it. After several seconds, I prop myself up on one arm, wiping blood off my face and panting as I try to get over that traumatizing little brush with death I just had.

Everett is also next to us. What the fuck? Why isn't he fighting? Then I realize that both of their gazes are glued to something nearby.

When I crane my neck to see what's going on, I nearly have a heart attack.

Maven is dancing.

I mean, she's actually slaughtering our enemies—but every deadly move she makes is so lithe and graceful that it looks like a macabre, perfectly choreographed dance.

The earth elemental launches at her, but she does a back handspring to land directly behind the vampire. He whirls, trying to grab at her, but she breaks both of his arms in one brutal movement before dropping down and breaking both of his knees, too. He screams and collapses, and my mouth drops open when she…pulls out his heart.

Plucks it right out and tosses it aside without batting an eye.

"Oh…shit. Dear gods above,” Everett breathes as we continue to watch Maven run circles around the fuckers we were collectively just barely staving off. "She's…"

"A badass," I declare.

"The telum." His eyes track her movements. He starts fidgeting nervously with his sleeves on repeat.

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