Wellborn Conspiracy

... There were more people in the streets, all of them moving toward the lighthouse. Each walked alone, neither speaking to the others nor making any signs of recognition. They simply drifted. Slowly, steadily, inexorably... Elliott Graven was, prepared to be, bored by his new town, and prepared to be annoyed by it. After all, it was a run-down fishing village in the back woods, and moving there suddenly had been his father's idea, not Elliott's. But, he wasn't prepared for the sleepwalkers. Or the mushrooms. Or, the jars of eyes. At least the werewolves seemed to be on his side.

It's Queen Victoria's Golden Jubilee and all the Empire is preparing to celebrate. But, between suffragists assassins submariners Scots impersonators by, elections and aunts, having a quiet holiday is proving to be a tricky matter for Elliott Graven and Paisley DeLoup. And, with Alexander Graham Bell hosting a meeting that threatens to plunge the world into war (not to mention making romance dashed difficult) it's all Elliott and Paisley can do to keep their heads above water. Especially after their ship sinks.