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

Agnes held up the slender waxed paper package containing an “assurance cap,” a length of sheep’s intestine used to prevent pregnancy and diseases. “I do not know,” she said, “if you are needing one of zees or not, my vampire.” She glanced at Nigel.


Duncan shook his head. “I do not require such. I cannot sire a child, and the only disease I have is vampirism, and I am assured you can only catch that if I kill you.”


“Le petite mort, she does not count to become a vampire, I hope. Else I am doomed,” Agnes said. Her mouth curled up in that irresistible smile and Duncan did not resist. He touched her smiling lip, then kissed her, drawing out her tongue.


“I do, however,” Nigel said, taking the folded paper from her. “No child deserves that sort of life; a walking deadman as a father?” Bitterness tainted the sweet course of emotion as the airman drew the cap over his erect member, then it faded entirely as Agnes threw one leg over Nigel’s hips.


Chapter 33