Queen Victoria is crowned; she receives an arsenal of blood-stained weaponry. Because if Britain is to be a great power on the world stage, there is the small matter of the demons to take care of first.
That there should be a member of staff appointed to hunt demons did not shock the young Queen Victoria – but that it should be her was truly a surprise. This was not something she had been prepared for, and – honestly – it is not the most pressing thing on her mind. Rather, it is her beloved Prince Albert who occupies her thoughts. Can she dedicate her life to saving Britain from the undead when her heart belongs elsewhere?
With lashings of glistening entrails, decapitations and foul demons, this masterly new portrait will give a fresh understanding of a remarkable woman, a legendary monarch, and quite possibly the best demon hunter the world has ever seen…
A.E. Moorat weaves a seamlessly lurid tapestry of royal biography, gothic horror and fist-gnawing comedy as he lifts the veil on what really took place on the dark and cobbled streets of 19th-century England.
"Moorat infuses his tale with enough bravura and over-the-top action to lift it above a horde of similar projects; readers able to stomach the deliriously bloody goings-on will find plenty to enjoy.'' - Starred review, Publisher's Weekly
"[W]ildly entertaining" - LA Times
"This is a freewheeling account of Great Britain under siege by succubi, zombies and various other of Lucifer's minions, all nicely turned out in frock coats and crinolines. Moorat (pseudonym for acclaimed U.K. suspense novelist Andrew Holmes) crowds so many characters - historical, fictional, supernatural - onto his Victorian stage that the effect is that of a lost Gilbert and Sullivan operetta written under the influence of opium, absinthe and black pudding. Teenage Queen Victoria, enamored of her new husband, Albert, finds that governing the empire is the least of her responsibilities. Fortunately, she has a lot of help from the indefatigable Royal Protektor, Maggie Brown, distaff relative of the real-life John Brown (later to be the queen's manservant and close friend), along with a supporting cast of urchins, archfiends, scheming members of Parliament and ravening flesh-eaters. Then there's the servant problem, which can grow complicated when one's valet becomes a shambling ghoul." - The Washington Post