Brother and sister team Midnight and Aurora Pendragon have a successful airship business taking clients on trips to be photographed with their pet pterodactyl. The last thing they expect is to have one such trip hijacked by the dashing adventurer Voltaire Crevin and his right-hand man Trevilian Hawke. While his sister and Voltaire repeatedly lock horns, Midnight finds himself increasingly drawn to Trevilian. Finally, Voltaire explains they are trying to prevent a weapon of mass destruction from falling into the hands of a ruthless, secret organization, the S.O.R. With Midnight’s help, they take the airship down into an extinct volcano to find that not only does Atlantis still exist, but the weapon is in the hands of the few remaining Atlanteans. But if Voltaire had believed the S.O.R. were ruthless, it's nothing compared to that of the Atlanteans who seek to return to the surface and rule the world using their ultimate weapon: The Leviathan. Midnight’s feelings for Trevilian deepen as they seek a way to stop the Atlanteans and escape from Atlantis. Danger comes in many ways and takes many forms, each more deadly than the last. Can Midnight and Trevilian survive long enough to know whether love never dies?

Love Never Dies

For all his assurances, Midnight could see the man was deathly afraid. He opted to pretend he hadn’t noticed.


“We’re due to have a beautiful day. You’ll hardly be aware of the ship rising, and it should be smoother sailing than you’d get on the ocean. When you come up on deck, stay away from the rails. Then you can believe you’re sailing on water.”


“I’ll do that.” George nodded. “I appreciate everything you’ve done to make me feel comfortable. You’re a good man. The shame is that Master Dryden doesn’t even want to be here, so he’ll be worse than usual. But Miss Drusilla was even willing to forgo a ring, if he’d only agree to this as an engagement gift.”


“Every little I hear of this man makes me dislike him that much more.” Midnight shrugged. “But at least I only have to tolerate him for a few hours. You, and Miss Dru, have my sympathy. I need to go back in deck and get us ready.”


Chapter 8