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235 pages, Kindle Edition
First published October 27, 2014










« Prosperity, 1863: a lawless skytown where varlets, chancers, and ne’er-do-wells risk everything to chase a fortune in the clouds, and where a Gaslight guttersnipe named Piccadilly is about to cheat the wrong man. This mistake will endanger his life . . . and his heart. »
« ...the opium-addled navigatress, Miss Grey. — Disapprove Strongly!
Of the utter moral iniquity of the dastardly crime prince, Milord. — Swoon!
At the dashing skycaptain, Byron Kae. — Swoon Again!
At the tormented clergyman, Ruben Crowe. »
‘I mean, I ain’t got no book learning, but one thing I do know is calling morts “feisty wenches” when they threaten to kill you is not the best way to keep your dick.’![]()
I LIKE - in every little piece, turn and twist

Love isn't earned Dil. It's given."





“Life up here was a slip-sliding business, never the same betwixt one day and the next, and nobody counting what was lost.”
“The best part of my whole fucking life sprung from the worst …”
“But I was starting to see you don’t always have to settle for pieces. That you can want the whole of the sky.”
“I might’ve once been nowt but a filching cove, but Byron Kae had given me the sky before I even had sense enough to want it. ’Twas the most precious fucking gift any guttersnipe could wish for.”
