The Clockwork Monk is a mystery the President herself asks Trevor to solve. She wants it, and Trevor’s her spy. An encoded message leads him to the residence of the Archbishop of Chicago, where his undercover role allows him to indulge in fine waistcoats and fancy cravats. Even better, he enjoys the thrill of dodging anarchists and propriety while engaging in a duel of secrets with the mysterious Father Stephen.
The good Father doesn’t act like a priest. Hell, Stephen may not be his real name. His broad shoulders and dark eyes are intriguing, and though Stephen’s clandestine agenda clashes with Trevor’s, danger just adds to the temptation. Between kisses, Stephen forces Trevor to admit his loyalty goes deeper than cheap excitement, turning a simple burglary into a test of his allegiance.
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This story was interesting and also a little disappointing at the same time. It was a short and quick read. I adored the world built here. It was completely fascinating with a female president, steampunk elements, and some kind of alternate history. I was pulled into this world but it wasn’t as expended as it could have been. While the story is previously published in an anthology, I would love to see it expanded and built upon. There’s so much potential for a fascinating world to get lost in. Trevor is so much fun. He doesn’t give a whit what anyone thinks about him and is unashamedly himself. He rambled a bit in his inner thoughts but he was a character I would love to see more of. The mystery and suspense aspect of the story was a little thin; however it was enjoyable. The story felt rushed to get all of the plot points in by the end of the book. I wanted a little more from this short story but there’s also serious potential. Trevor’s relationship in the story was slow to build and came to a more abrupt ending than I expected. There’s a sweet happy ending that is the start of a potential long term relationship. But we don’t get to see it in this story. I’m hoping for a sequel at some point that is at least novella length if not more. I will gladly read it because I want to see this world grow and Trevor get a bit more of a happy ending.
I write romance: m/f, m/m, and v/h, where the h is for human and the v is for vampire … or sometimes demon … I lean more towards funny than angst. When I’m not writing I take care of tiny premature babies or teenagers, depending on whether I’m at home or at work. My husband is a soul of patience, my dog’s cuteness is legendary, and we share the homestead with three ferrets. Who steal things. Because they’re brats.