Being a Frankenstein brings with it high expectations, and a reputation. Clair Frankenstein, niece to the great Victor Frankenstein, is determined to live up to both. To that end, she is on a quest to make the decade's most remarkable discovery before that sleuth, Durlock Homes or the double minded Dr. Jekyll can.

Finding a vampire would do the trick. Since she is sure that Ian Huntsley is one, she follows him in his den, as it were, but the baron denies all blood drinking, etc. Though Clair is not certain he's not lying, after all, who would admit to something like that, she continues to search for another vampire, werewolf, or warlock among the ton. Ian is rather distressed by this. He finds Clair very appealing, and is sure she'll get herself killed if she's not careful.

He takes it upon himself to, if not halt her intrepid hunt, at least fill it with red herrings. All the while, he battles his attraction to her, until only his love stands between her and a fate worse than death.

Half the fun of this book is looking for the jokes. Clair has a plethora of fascinating relations, such as her aunt who is sure she's the Queen of England, Bess Tudor. The ton has never been more interesting than now, as guest "stars", such as Edgar Allen Poe, Vincent Price, Ozzie and his bewitching cats, Dr. Whutson, and many more populate it.

Hidden songs provide a fun soundtrack, if you can mentally hear them over your chuckles, that is. I do hope that Miss Webber will give Asher a sequel. He has potential to be even more intriguing than Ian and Clair.