In a reimagined 1890's London, where steam-driven airships rule the skies and monsters roam the streets, the Galileo Observatory's Club for Gentlemen welcomes all -- gwr, shape-changers, vampires, and lords. A high-stakes game leads more than a few men astray.<br><br>Poindexter Fitzhughes, renowned hero and scientist, learns just how much trouble a full-blooded gwr can be when he attempts to cure his lover, Lord Seth Maitland, of the disease. But when their backs are against the wall, the two must learn to trust in each other, and more importantly, in their true natures, to prevail.<br><br>Meanwhile, Duncan Farnsworth discovers being a vampire has not improved his social life, his chances of finding love, continuing the family line, or getting a bite to eat. Maneuvering his way around a sarcastic butler, his spinster sister, a run-in with an amorous werewolf, and a confrontation with a dead soldier and a French airship captain, Duncan finally finds exactly what he is thirsting for.

London Steam

“I look forward to it.” Dex got to his feet and kissed Seth lightly on the mouth. “Now, get yourself arranged, before we’re disturbed.”


“You always disturb me,” Seth retorted, tucking his shirt back in and quickly finger-combing his black hair into place.


Seth was as good, or perhaps as bad, as his word. By the time they escaped from dinner aboard the Venti, Dex was hard and aching. He’d drunk more than was good for him, to disguise the awkward stiff gait he was going to have after Seth’s torturing him under the table. He wasn’t ashamed of it, either; over-imbibing gave him an excuse to hang an arm over Seth’s shoulders and lean in close to his lover. The Steamie was waiting for them, far from the carriage path; the smell and noise of the engine disturbed the horses, but not as much as Seth himself did. In fact, even walking a path quite a bit distant, the horses were restless; Dex heard several teams called to order by their drivers.


Chapter 17