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

“You’re bleeding.” Tresilian caught hold of Midnight’s arm, and Midnight winced at the sight of the jagged wound. “Do you have a medical kit on board?”


“Yes. There’s one on this deck, and a smaller one on the top deck. I’d rather get to that one.”


“Yes.” Tresilian nodded. “As would I.”


Once outside on the main deck, Midnight retrieved the medical box. Both he and Tresilian ignored the cries and shrieks echoing not just from the shore, but from the other ships, too as Tresilian opened the medical case.


“Sounds like there’s a pack of those things down here.” Tresilian didn’t bother to look around from where he kneeled in front of Midnight, tending to the wound on his arm.


Chapter 61