A Cursed Legacy (BESTIARY #1) by Kaye Draper EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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- Authors: Kaye Draper
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“You’ve got to be kidding me,” I groaned, coughing as I waved away the
cloud of dust I’d just inhaled. Knowing my family, I was lucky it was
just regular old dust and not some cleverly mixed inhalant meant to turn
your lungs inside out, or melt your skin, or something equally hideous.
I muttered to myself as I carefully finished opening the dusty old box. I’d
been putting off sorting through my inherited junk for most of my adult life.
But every once in a while, when I was short on cash, I’d leave my perfectly
normal human life and venture to the other side long enough to find
something to sell off. Somehow, that felt more acceptable to me than using
the money that still sat untouched in the family account. That was their
money. And fuck them.
Although…I wasn’t even sure how much of the vast family fortune was
left after the government and the witches’ council was done with their fines
and seizure of assets and all that crap.
I tried to stay out of it. I’d been a small child when my remaining
relatives were executed for crimes against nature. Only my age had saved
me from being implicated. Even the magical community wouldn’t execute a
six-year-old child.
I came from a long line of evil assholes, so it should surprise no one that
I was slowly dismantling their carefully hoarded legacy and selling off
family heirlooms to the highest bidder. Being cold like that just came
naturally.
I sighed and carefully started pawing through the box of odds and ends. I
had a detecting charm sitting on the floor beside me—because touching
anything that once belonged to a Lovell witch without taking the proper
precautions was just asking for pain and horrors. My family tended to give
birth to strong witches capable of high-caliber magic, and they were known
for inventing their own spells. So of course they also tended to create scary
shit and hoard the knowledge like the misers they were.
I pulled out a few of my mother’s old journals. Those would be going
straight into the fireplace, and I’d scatter the ashes over moving water when
I was done, just in case. I shuddered at the slight buzz of magic that
emanated from them even now. Yep, definitely needed to take the “kill it
with fire” approach.
Setting the journals aside, I pulled out a chalice. “Gold,” I said, with a
grin. “Perfect.” Placing that one in the sell pile, I pulled out a couple jewelencrusted incense burners and an athame that didn’t have too much magical
residue clinging to them. They could be sold off just for the decorative
components. I ran a thumb over the red stone in the handle of the athame.
I’d eat my best pair of granny panties if that wasn’t a real ruby.
Not bad for a day’s haul. I could definitely pay rent for a few months with
what I’d get from those. And I barely even felt anxious or depressed at the
reminder of my roots. A bang-up day, all around.
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