Quicksilver (Fae & Alchemy, #1)

by Callie Hart

For those who live their nightmares so that others may have their dreams.

Every line of him was art.

“If you want it, come here and touch it,” he rumbled.

“Because she is moonlight. The mist that shrouds the mountains. The bite of electricity in the air before a storm. The smoke that rolls across a battlefield before the killing starts. You have no idea what she is. What she could be. You should call her Majesty.

“Make me forget that I’ve ever suffered,” I commanded. “Make me forget that I will again.”