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

With a smirk hidden behind his hand, Midnight remember how eager Dru had been to step into the nest, and how pale-faced Dryden had been. I’m quite sure if Voltaire hadn’t offered to come and stand beside Dru, Dryden would never have taken the last step. Still the photographs will be excellent.


As they were preparing to leave, Midnight made sure to reward QC with some meaty titbits, before Aurora returned to her ship’s wheel, and manoeuvred the vessel ready to return home.


Looking around, Midnight frowned when he noticed the way Voltaire and Tresilian kept checking their pocket watches, and a great deal of adamant nodding and equally earnest headshaking took place between the men.


More than once Midnight caught Tresilian glancing in his direction, an expression of regret crossing his rugged features, and Midnight’s stomach knotted with an unnamed fear.


Chapter 11