Vesselless (The Merciless Realms, #1)

by Cortney L. Winn

I peer down the white barrel.

Hahaha don’t look DOWN THE BARREL OF A GUN

“In that case, never kiss a spirit,” he says at the base of my ear. “It might set the bar too high for poor mortal men.”

I laugh. Actually, laugh. “Kissing a ghost”—I struggle to get the words out—“I might as well kiss the wind from a cart cow’s ass.”