Quicksilver (Fae & Alchemy, #1)

by Callie Hart

“I wear pants. Shirts. Things I can move easily in. So I can run, and climb, and—” Kill people.

shades?” “Y’know. Echoes. What remains of a creature after it dies in distress.” My panic cranked up to an eleven. “Ghosts?” Kingfisher’s mouth drew down thoughtfully. “I’m not familiar with that term. These beings are non-corporeal. They have no physical substance. They can’t hurt you. They don’t even know you’re here.”