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

“You are the captain’s lover,” the vampire said, eyebrow raised in curiosity. He looked around the cabin, noting the heaps of clothing, both masculine and feminine, discarded in baskets for later cleaning.


Nigel nodded. “For now, the captain welcomes me into her bed. She is generous with her favors.”


Agnes shivered with the weight of the vampire’s hot gaze on her. She reached for her buttons and removed her blouse, revealing fine, pert breasts, nipples stiffening in the cooler air. “Would jou like me to sit, or shall I lay down for you, Lord Revenant?”


A vampire couldn’t blush; certainly not one so low in fresh blood as this one claimed to be, but if he could have, the vampire’s pale cheeks would have been stained crimson. “I have a name,” he murmured. His eyes fastened on her, not the hardening nipples or her pale, flat belly, but on her throat, where the pulse of life thrummed.


Chapter 31