Quicksilver (Fae & Alchemy, #1)

by Callie Hart

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

“You’re pretty when you blush, y’know.”

“Elroy swears that a man will lie about the size of his cock every time a woman asks him.”

A slow, terrifying smirk spread across his face. “It’s big enough to make you scream and then some.”

But Fisher was the epitome of everything that was strong, and male, and powerful. He was so much more than anything I’d experienced before. He was beautiful. Looking at him made me feel like I couldn’t catch my breath.

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

Holy. Fucking...

“I don’t hate your kind. I’m just disappointed by how breakable you are. If I held you down and fucked you the way I’m imagining fucking you right now, I doubt that you’d survive it.”

“That your body is betraying you in other ways. That I can smell you, Little Osha, and I’m thinking about drinking the sweet nectar you’re making for me straight from the fucking cup.”

“I’ll happily kiss all of your aches and pains better for you once we strike camp. I’ve been told my mouth has healing properties. Especially when administered between a pair of thighs.”

The suggestion in Kingfisher’s voice was a promise made of dark silk. Seductive. A little thrilling, if I was being honest.

To everyone inside this tavern, he was a living fucking god.

“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.”

“Nobody will ever fuck you the way I’m about to fuck you, Saeris Fane. I’m about to introduce you to all seven gods. When you meet them, don’t forget to tell them I’m the one you worship on your knees.”

You want me to worship you? I’ll worship you, I thought. Fisher might have big plans for me, but I had some of my own.