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

“Dex?” Seth was curled on the floor next to him, arms wrenched behind his back. His bottom lip was swollen and dried blood caked on his chin. “Are you all right?”


Dex twisted his shoulders; his arms were bound behind his back and he couldn’t feel his fingers. “Not even remotely. Where are we?” What vision he had from his good eye was blurry.


“Under the Thames,” Seth said. “Our captors have some sort of submersible boat. I imagine they’re taking us out to sea; it’s a wonder this craft can get all the way under the river.” Seth struggled, twisting his shoulders.


“Kin, of a sort,” Seth said. His breath came in ragged pants, his voice roughened. “Cas’s pack. My—” Seth’s shoulder popped loudly and he groaned with effort, twisting his sweaty wrists. “—packmates. Gwren. I’m so sorry.”


“Obviously you are not on good terms with your family.”


Chapter 19