Something is really starting to stink in Victorian England. Someone is seeking to use an ancient relic to summon the darkness, and unleash all the demons of hell.
Jack Storm believes he knows who the fiend is. Only he and his band of steam punk adventurers have a chance in hell of stopping this dark plague from sweeping across the globe.
Esther Small, Jack's onetime lover, assures him the naive spiritualist she's hired will provide them with the perfect excuse to prowl through the old Almsley estate, find the forbidden artifact, and keep hell's damned doors sealed.
She failed to tell Jack the fake medium, Penelope Fox, is not only capable of raising all sorts of things, only some of them dead, but a woman worth dying for.
Jack has no intention of dying.
Besides her exotic beauty, Penny is a spirited woman of hidden talents, dark secrets, and a natural born liar.
Still, if they're to live through the night together, she's a liar he must learn to trust; and quickly.
If only they can find the relic...
If only they can get out of the house alive...
Before the ghosts and demons already lurking in the ancient house carry off Penny for a tasty bite.
Warnings: This title contains graphic language, sex, and violence including murder.
Word Count: 29,685
"How dare you!" Penny could feel her cheeks warm with her indignation. Why did these two have such an intolerable air of superiority. They were nothing but common thieves. "I'm here to help you both stay alive! Absolutely nothing else!"
"Sure you are. Jack, get your nose out of that ugly monstrosity of a curio cabinet, and get your little girlie here out of my hair. At least one of us has to go get the item we came for, Ex."
"They won't let you leave here alive with anything, you know."
"The ghosts–don't you ever listen!" Billie Fish and Tom Darkcroft. They were both murderers while alive." She hesitated, and then reluctantly added, "And now, they intend to continue indulging their sick passions in death. I suspect they were the ones twisting things during the séance. It's their hostile intentions I've sensed all along."
"Quite the little actress, aren't you."
You both need me."
"As what, sweetheart– bait?"
This book was added to our catalog on Sunday 24 July, 2011.