'Blood was flowing from the wound, forming a neat crimson pool on the carpet.'
Luther Darke is a detective. He's an arty type, supernatural obsessed, slightly sassy and very sexy (in my opinion) man in Victorian England. Like many detectives, he has to step up to help Scotland Yard sort their shit out, cos the poor fuckers don't have a patch on Darke and his mad detective skills.
This is a collection of short stories featuring Darke rather than a novel about the chap. In each story is a different crime ranging from murder, through to thievery, and even vampires.
What you've got to remember here is that it's Victorian England. Vampires and all things supernatural were a fucking big deal, yeah? Cos back then they were actually real, sent by the devil, etc. Terrifying.
Darke is basically Sherlock Holmes, but with more swagger. He's an aristocrat and very flamboyant indeed. He can say words like 'boudoir' and still manage to sound cool, and not like a creepy old twat at all. Incredible, isn't it?
Recommended if you'd like to read some good old fashioned detective stories starring a detective who is a right fucking babe.