"NOT YOUR REGULAR VICTORIAN ROMANCE"
"So that's how it is. You allow yourself to quote Baudelaire," said Fortune.
"I do."
The Season of 1889 has begun. And what are three thoroughly unpresentable sisters to do in the great melting pot of London-that magnificent, smoke-choked city roiling with suffragist movements and class struggles, crammed with slums where poverty is a scandal, alive with cultural avant-gardes, and populated by men and women of every faith, class and nationality, where nobles and commoners breathe the same air fouled by a thousand chimneys?
Why, obviously-squeeze themselves into meringue-shaped gowns and go curtsy before the Queen.
The eldest sister, Rachel, has admittedly already sorted herself out, having married a marquess of all things. But the two younger ones, Vera and Fortune, remain gloriously unattached.
Fortune is not particularly interested in changing that. She escapes her guardian's household at every opportunity to cultivate rather unconventional friendships with the most revolutionary women in the city-a pastime that carries its own risks, given that protest marches have a habit of ending with everyone involved under arrest.
Her cousin Laura cannot fathom what on earth she's thinking, especially when every eligible bachelor in London seems to be circling. The trouble is that none of the pallid sons of the aristocracy make for interesting company-none, that is, except one: the sulfurous, scandalous, hopelessly rakish Duke of Grey, notorious gambler and the private terror of every mother with a marriageable daughter.
With him, Fortune finds she gets along rather well.
Pity that being seen in his company could single-handedly destroy the reputation of every woman in her family.
What could possibly go wrong?
Unfit is a trilogy about the tribulations of several perfectly respectable gentlemen who asked nothing more of life than peace, quiet, and the sacred comforts of the patriarchy-now besieged by the staggering tactlessness of three young women with heads full of nonsense, set in a better time, when men were men and women were houseplants.
