The Sahara Desert, 1887: hotbed of pirates, tomb raiders and general ne'er-do-wells. It's not exactly the ideal place for Hex Bartholomew, dirigible pilot and former child-thief, to go straight. Trouble soon finds her at the mouth of an ancient tomb and in the company of bloody-minded treasure hunters, angry Bedouins, and a resurrected Pharaoh... ...But Hex is fairly sure Pharaohs don't speak with snooty British accents. Mr. Pharaoh can remember nothing of who he is or how he managed to find himself in an Egyptian tomb that has been sealed for thousands of years. All he has is a name, Rowan, and some truly disturbing and...well, god-like powers. And an annoying tendency to save Hex's life. The last thing Hex needs is to fall in love with an amnesiac Brit who may or may not be a reincarnated Egyptian god, especially when it becomes obvious that the truth behind who-and what-Rowan is threatens to tear them apart for all of time. It's just not worth the risk to her heart. Until it is...