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

Horror washed over Aurora, her blood running cold as she spotted one of the mutated creatures advancing on George and she screamed and pointed. A knot formed in the pit of her stomach as George stared at it, unable to defend himself or the merman he held.


Then Tsaschua raised his head from George’s shoulder and stared directly at the creature charging toward them.


Although he opened his mouth in what appeared to be a scream, Aurora heard nothing. But the same could not be said of the mutant. Dropping its club, it covered its ears. He must be making a sound too high pitched for me to hear. But he can’t keep up that sound indefinitely and I don’t know that we’ll get there in time


But even as Tsaschua slumped in George’s arms, and the creature lowered its arms, Tsillah was there. She snatched up the fallen club and, as the mutant turned toward her, swung it with an expression of pure hatred.


Chapter 70