Definitely, Maybe in Love is a modern take on Pride and Prejudice that proves true love is worth risking a little pride.
Spring Honeycutt wants two things: to ace her thesis and save the environment. Easy, right? Uh. No. When her professor suggests with a few changes the thesis could be published, she’s willing to do whatever it takes to make that happen. Except––that means forming a partnership with the very hot, very privileged, very conceited Henry Knightly.
He’s her polar opposite and pushes all her buttons. When she finds there's more to Henry than his old money and argyle sweaters…it’s hard not to like him––a lot. Suddenly, choosing between what she wants and needs puts Spring at odds with everything she believes in.
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Definitely, Maybe in Love
By Ophelia London, Eric M. Chapman, Stacy Abrams
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"Spring Honeycutt, nice of you to finally join us."
All eyes, including Professor Masen's, were glued on me as my attempt to stealthily enter the classroom fifteen minutes late failed.
"Sorry," I said, hovering just inside the door. "I was ... held up."
With his gaze still boring into me, Masen tilted his head but didn't speak, as if waiting for me to further explain.
"Um." I gripped my backpack. "On my way to campus, I found a cat in the bushes."
A few guys at the back of the room snickered.
"It was injured. I called the SPCA and waited. There wasn't any blood, but it couldn't walk, so ..." I wondered why Masen was allowing me to take up lecture time. Weren't we discussing Thoreau and Walden today? "It, uh, was a gray tabby with a collar but no tags."
Masen leaned against his desk and did his chin rub thing. It always gave me the impression he was annoyed.
"I don't even like cats," I added for some reason, "but, I mean, I couldn't just leave it." I felt a lump in my throat, remembering how its sad, glassy eyes had looked at me and how, when I'd gently stroked its back, it tried to purr. "There was a group of people by the time Animal Control arrived, so I left then. Anyway, yeah, that's why I'm late."
As breezily as possible, I walked down the third row and slid into an empty desk, wondering how red my cheeks were.
Masen nodded, his expression kind of baffled, then he pointed at the whiteboard, continuing with his lecture.
I barely had time to round my mouth and exhale before a sneery female voice hissed in my direction. "Classic entrance, Spring. So very thorough."
I didn't have to look to see who had just hissed at me. When we were freshman two years ago, Lilah Charleston had forgotten to leave her "mean girl" mentality back in high school where it belonged. It sucked enough that her sorority house was only two blocks away from my digs, but we also both chose Environmental Earth Science as a major. So I was forced to share a classroom with her at least twice a semester.
Usually I just ignored her, but wouldn't that be setting bad precedents for the rest of our junior year? Not that stooping to her level got her off my back. Ever since I'd beaten her out for a freshman-year internship, her goal had been to make my life a living hell. I eyed her outfit. In a perfect world, Lilah decked out in head-to-toe leather while sitting in our Sustainable Earth class would have been grounds for automatic failure.
"Thanks," I whispered to her when Masen's back was turned. "And nice boots." I left it at that. She knew what I meant. Baby cows were so much cuter than any pair of boots Lilah could wear.
She narrowed her icy-blue eyes but then kind of tucked her feet under her desk.
At a quarter to twelve, Professor Masen removed his glasses and ended class. Hallelujah. If I was fast enough, I could meet Mel at the campus café for lunch.
"At least I wash my hair," Lilah said as she gathered up her books. "I can smell you from here." She leaned away, her nose wrinkling in disgust.
Nice. She played the "you stink" card. I guess we really were back in high school.
I reached for a handful of the skinny blond braids hanging over my shoulder and stroked them protectively, my thumb and index finger pausing over the tiny dark blue bead on the end of one.
"Good luck finding any self-respecting guy who'll come within ten feet of those things." As Lilah was talking, a muscly jock wearing a Rugby shirt gave me the half-smile/nod combo, then winked as he strolled by.
It wasn't that I didn't want to date, it was more of a time-constraint thing. There were simply not enough hours in the day and much more pressing issues on my plate. I would think about guys after earning my PhD.
"Are those supposed to make you look tough?" Lilah asked all sneeringly. "Because they don't." She eyed me up and down. "Freak."
"Is that Chanel number five I smell?" I couldn't help replying. Two could play the immature banter game. "Did you wear that in the Peace Corps? That is where you're telling everyone you were over the summer." Lilah froze and stared at me. "Because the rumor going around is that you were on a shopping spree in Paris and not rebuilding houses in Zambia."
I was watering it down. The real rumor was that she'd hid out after some kind of plastic surgery, but I wasn't about to go there. I wore braids, Lilah went up a cup size. Live and let live.
If Lilah was as impassioned about doing good in the world as she claimed, she should have gone to Africa instead of Europe. She certainly had the means to take off like that. Unlike me. With two scholarships, one hefty student loan, and three jobs, I was barely making ends meet. Lilah didn't know how fortunate she was to be financially independent.
She puckered her raspberry-stained lips. "You wouldn't dare tell a story like that."
I was glad I had a good two inches on her. When she goaded me like this, my inner-pacifist evacuated like a bran breakfast, and I wanted to throw a roundhouse kick at her head. But violence wouldn't solve anything.
"No, I wouldn't tell anyone that, Lilah," I said wearily. "And you want to know why?"
We both snapped to attention when Professor Masen called my name.
"Do you have a minute? Or do you have another class?"
"Busted," Lilah sang under her breath as she walked past us, then out the door.
I stepped up to Masen's desk, about ready to launch into promises that I would never be late again, no matter what wounded creature I stumbled upon. Though I knew deep down that wasn't true. My love of animals in general outweighed my dislike of cats or fear of my academic advisor being momentarily pissed at me.
Masen was squinting at his laptop screen. While I waited, I gripped the strap of my backpack and stared past him at the board, which was covered in a rainbow of terminology and definitions I still hadn't memorized. Two days into the fall semester and I wasn't as on top of my classes as I'd like to be. How had that happened?
"I was just going over the proposal for your independent study project," Masen said, jolting me back to the present. "It looks ... familiar."
Panic seized my insides. Three students had been expelled from Stanford last year for plagiarism. Blood was still in the water, and the teaching staff was circling like sharks.
"Professor Masen," I said, stepping forward. "That work is my own, I swear. I can cite everything." I was about to pull out my laptop and show him the files of proof when a hint of a smile crossed his face.
"That's not it," he said. "What I meant was, this is the stand you took in my Anthropology of Capitalism class last year. Do you intend to spend the next two semesters regurgitating the same opinion?"
"Regurgitating?" I repeated. "Wouldn't recycling be more apropos?" I laughed at my own environmentalist joke, but Masen only stared back. "I ... I chose to research sustainability again because it's what I believe in," I said, all kidding aside.
"I know that, Spring. The entire class knows that. Being vocal about your attitude on preservation has never been your problem."
Problem? Is being a champion for bettering the planet a problem?
My natural instinct was to go on the defensive, but instead I took a moment to breathe, sliding my fingers up and down one of my braids. A calming ritual.
"This is an important project; you know that, don't you?"
I nodded silently, but inside I was reciting that everything about attending Stanford University was important. Just ask the four certified letters my high school counselor had sent to the Admissions Board. It wasn't just getting accepted into Stanford that had been a challenge for me, the succeeding was proving to be an even bigger task — which, obviously, was the most important thing in my life. Over the past year, I'd added more classes, more causes, more claims on my free time with the sole intention of standing out in a sea of fifteen thousand other overachievers.
I had to. Otherwise, I was going to drown.
"You're an exceptional student," Masen continued. I smiled at this, my stomach muscles unclenching. "I have ties to periodicals. I see potential in your thesis, and if it turns out well, I can almost guarantee publication."
Whoa — what? Publication as a junior?
"That's amazingly huge," I blurted and dropped my bag. "Whatever it takes. If you don't think my thesis is strong enough now, I'll work on it. I'll do anything."
He leaned back in his squeaky chair. "I do have a few ideas, but first ..." He toggled to a new page on his computer. "I see that you took twenty-one units last semester and nineteen last fall."
"Yeah," I confirmed, eyeing the screen.
He arched his bushy eyebrows. "Pretty ambitious."
"So that means you're ahead of schedule, credit-wise."
Oh, please don't ask me to be your aid. I'd rather take on another shift waiting tables at the country club than correct freshman papers.
"Have you ever considered picking up an econ minor? A few of your core classes cross over. It looks like you're halfway there."
This was a surprise. "I took the two required business classes," I said, "but other than that, I don't know much about economics."
Masen toggled back to my proposal. "I know," he said deliberately. "That's my point."
"Oh." I swallowed, visions of seeing my name in a periodical vanishing like the Amazon rainforest. "How do you think an econ minor will help?"
"Did you do debate in high school?" he asked, which seemed out of left field.
"No," I admitted.
"But you understand the concept?"
"You argue either side of an issue," I began, hoping it sounded like I knew what I was talking about. "You have to know enough about the opposition to fight for both sides."
"Exactly." He pointed at my proposal on his screen. "That's precisely what this needs. The opposition."
Under my braids, the back of my neck tingled in alarm. The sensation spread up my throat and across my cheeks. A year ago, fearing that I wasn't getting noticed in my classes or community, I'd made some pretty big changes. It wasn't just the heavier work load or Green Peace marches, it was the braids, the vegetarian diet, the purposeful lack of a social life ... all in the name of being taken seriously. Finally, I felt the part and looked the part. Everything should be falling into place by now. But if Masen, my advisor, still didn't get how resolute I was, what more could I do?
I was starting to get that drowning feeling again.
"Professor Masen," I began, "for the last two years, Environmental Science has been my life. Sustainable living, promoting free and healthy land, supporting the local EPA. I chose Stanford because of its liberal programs, and you're saying you think I should —"
He lifted a hand to stop me. "I don't mean for you to drive a Hummer or drill for oil. Sustainability is a critical issue, and I think you've got a handle on it. A clear understanding of the economic side will round out your research, give it some meat." He pointed at the screen again. "Judging by your proposal, you're too close to the subject. I need you to step back and get a new perspective."
"Perspective," I repeated, my head feeling heavy.
"In any arena, to truly best your opponents, you must understand them, inside and out. You have the heart, Spring, but you don't have the business mind. Not yet." Masen did his chin rub thing again. "You mentioned the EPA. What if you went the other way and studied up on the human impact, the benefits of land development?"
Before I followed my natural instinct to blurt out that there was no such thing, I forced myself to stop and think. Perhaps I couldn't see Masen's vision yet, but I trusted him. I kind of had to. The man held my academic future in the palm of his hand.
"The benefits of land development?" I paused, waiting for my brain to wrap around the concept.
"Talk to a few econ students," he suggested, "or better yet, someone who knows the finer points of land development — that's key. Delve into your research. Maybe then your proposal will flesh out and we can talk publication."
That word again. Publication. It was intoxicating. Whether he was using it to guide me or manipulate me didn't matter. It worked. "Whatever you say," I replied, picking up my bag. "I'll start on it right away."
Masen slid on his glasses. "I look forward to hearing about your progress very soon. Let's set up another meeting."
After he gave me a few more instructions, I felt like clicking my heels together and giving a salute, but refrained and headed down the hall, dodging other overachievers as they rushed to class. Once the initial adrenaline was gone, though, panic set in. And by the time I was halfway home, I was in a pretty deep haze, my backpack feeling heavier with every step.
When would I have time to start a brand-new research project and maybe add a minor? Where, exactly, was I going to find a land tycoon at Stanford University? And more importantly: how much of my soul would I be willing to sell to learn from such a creature?
My focus was pulled to a U-Haul truck parked in front of the house across the street from mine. Three moving guys were unloading boxes. So I guessed the wannabe Big Bang Theory physics students had moved out. Too bad, I would miss their weekly explosions.
As I got closer to the house, about to cross the street, a guy came wandering out the front door. Because of his height and long legs, striding was probably a better term. After running a hand through his dark curly hair, he slid on a pair of black sunglasses and stood in the middle of the newly sodded lawn, signing a clipboard one of the movers handed him.
He turned his head. Even from a distance, I noticed the cut of his jaw. It was a nice cut. As he handed off the clipboard, he lifted his sunglasses for just a second, revealing the rest of his face.
Hmm, not bad. Not bad at all. In fact — "Hey," the guy said, kind of barking at one of the other movers. "Do not touch the Viper." He pointed at a long and sleek black sports car parked crooked in his driveway. "It's worth more than your life."
Sheesh. What the hell?
I was halfway across the street, still gaping at the guy, when my roommate Julia called from our front door.
The guy's head snapped in my direction. When my eyes locked straight onto his sunglasses, I felt my face go red.
Totally hated getting caught staring, but it wasn't like I was snooping around. I was crossing a public street in front of my own house in the middle of the day. Not exactly a felony. Still, I knew the guy was watching me as I headed toward my house.
"If you want me to do your nails before tonight," Julia added, "we need to start now. Hurry up."
I cinched the strap on my bag, feeling his eyes on my back. Great. Nice first impression, Spring. I'll be known as the woman who not only cares about manicures, but can't do one herself.
"Yeah, coming," I said, hustling up the path and inside my house. "You didn't have to yell that." I dropped my bag by the door and followed Julia's red hair up the stairs.
I shook my head and laughed under my breath. "Never mind."
Ten minutes later, I was sitting on the floor in a corner of our oversized bathroom, my legs stretched out in front of me. Julia bent forward to apply a second coat of Russian Navy to my toenails. Anabel, our other roommate, drifted in and out of the bathroom with a group of her friends, their banter skipping from lipstick and the new frat house to Adam Levine and stilettos. Before I was tempted to bust in and direct the conversation to an item I'd read in the news, I grabbed a magazine off the floor and concentrated on fanning my toenails.
"Do you have plans for dinner?" I asked Julia.
"I thought I was meeting up with Tommy," she replied, "but I haven't heard from him."
"Tommy called the house phone this morning right after you left for class," I said. "Anabel talked to him."
Julia's bright green eyes grew wide in alarm, but then she smiled and rolled them to heaven. "Oh, really."
I patted her arm. "I'm afraid you lost your date to our demonstrative roommate, bunny."
She rolled her eyes again. "It would seem so."
"Anabel knows no shame when it comes to nabbing a man. What possessed you to give a male of any species our home number instead of your cell?"
Julia bit her lip. By far, she was the prettiest co-ed in a five-mile radius. Tommy, or any guy, was hers for the taking. But she didn't compete for dates.
"It's your own fault," I continued. "You should learn to play dirty. Next time the house phone rings, use your elbows. That's why God created them."
"I'll remember that," Julia said. "Now sit here and don't move your feet." She drifted to the mirror, continuing with her own primping routine. "Do you ever miss this?" she asked as she pulled a brush through her hair.
"Never," I said. "My way is low maintenance."
"I just wondered, 'cause when it's not braided, your hair looks like a movie star's."
I tugged at one braid. "Which movie star?"
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This book was received from the publisher in exchange for an honest review. I am a gigantic fan of Jane Austen’s Pride and Prejudice and the movie (Matthew Macfayden…SWOON!) so I jumped at the chance to read this book and I am SO GLAD I did! Spring was an amazing MC. She was snarky and unique, which was my favorite thing about her. I liked that she always spoke her opinion, even though it got her into some trouble a lot. She definitely had the whole ‘pride’ thing going on strong. She’s an incredibly dedicated person in everything she does and I was really impressed with her. I strive to be like her every day, never backing down in absolutely anything, like Spring. Henry Knightly…you have bewitched me, body and soul. I never wish to be parted from you from this day on. But seriously, he is a total sweetheart. At first, he was really shy and quiet and exactly like Mr. Darcy. But he transformed into a great guy. He cared so much for Spring and yeahhhh he made some mistakes at the beginning, but he made them thinking he was doing good so I can’t fault him at all. I want my own Henry. P.S. I loveeee his name! I liked the secondary characters pretty well. Julia, or Jane Bennett, was a good friend. Dart, or Mr. Bingley, needed to grow a pair and stand up to Henry. If he did, a lot of heartache would have been avoided. But then there wouldn’t have been much of a story...which would have been a shame. I love me some angst! Even though I knew who every character was supposed to be and exactly how the story would end, I was pleasantly surprised and never bored. I read it in one night even though I had class early the next day. It was addicting. The NA novel is not one of the steamiest I have ever read, but I still loved every look and kiss that was shared. So romantic! :) I ardently recommend this book to anyone who is looking for a good introduction into new adult. And especially to fans of Pride and Prejudice! Favorite Swoon-worthy Quote: Without another word, he bent his flour-covered face to mine, and I stopped breathing altogether. When he kissed me, there was an explosion of stars behind my eyes. His body shifted, pressing me hard against the wall, leaving me no choice but to grab on to the curves of his elbows. His hands still held my neck, fingers moving over my skin, his thumbs brushing across my cheeks. I could taste the sugar on his lips, the flour and the sweet tang of cranberries, a delicious combination that made my mouth water. Without realizing it, I parted my lips, needing a deeper taste. Rating: 4.5/5 Tar Heels!
This book makes me want to watch Pride and Prejudice again. Followed by Bridget Jones' Diary. Ophelia London once again creates characters that are relatable and flawed. The setting took me right back to my own college days. And the love story between Spring and Henry sucked me in. DMIL strikes just the right balance between Jane Austen and Ophelia London. I can honestly say I fell in love with this book!
If you like Pride & Prejudice you will love this book! There is something about the way London writes that I just adore. I love her witty, sarcastic voice. Definitely, Maybe in Love is a modern retelling of Pride & Prejudice and it was absolutely adorable. And even though you know how it’s going to end, I just Couldn’t. Put. This. Book. Down. I read it in one sitting, ignoring my children and all else around me. And let me tell you, you will not be disappointed with Henry! Henry is as smexy as Mr. Darcy ever was and is (he still lives in my mind). What I liked most about Definitely, Maybe in Love was how London incorporated the characters from Jane Austen's beloved novel into her own story and made them fresh, yet familiar. It was fun seeing how the new set of characters were related to each other and how their characters evolved. I especially loved the visual we received at the end in the rain…kuddos to London for adding in a “wet shirt” scene and paying tribute to the best scene in the Pride & Prejudice BBC 1995 version of the movie with Colin Firth! Although I have to say, Henry is sexier than Colin in my mind. ;
In Definitely, Maybe in Love by Ophelia London Spring HoneyCutt wants to ace her sustainable living thesis at any cost and when her professor suggests that with a new perspective her paper could get published, she decides to make it happen at any cost. The only person willing to give his input in her thesis is her arch enemy and sexy neighbour Henry Knightly. As they both work on their thesis, Spring finds out her preconcieved notions about Henry were so wrong and Henry is so much more than old money and I am never wrong attitude. Between very vocal debate sessions and long arguments, Henry and Spring are gonna discover so much more about each other but will their pride interfere with what they really feel about each other..?? Definitely, Maybe in Love by Ophelia London is a modern take on Pride and Prejudice that I became totally addicted to from the first page ...!!. Pride and Prejudice has been retold many times with some hits and misses.This one was a one big hit for me and I just fell in love with the story and characters from the moment Spring Honeycutt makes her grand entrance on the first page. She was my perfect heroine because she was half geek, very vocal about her thoughts and I could relate to her in so many ways. Henry was the perfect Mr. Darcy with his I am always right attitude and despite all the arguing, he cared a lot for Spring. I only had a problem with Julia (Jane Bennet) because I thought Jane was quite sensible and mature while Julia could not remind me much of the Jane I so much admired. I loved Ophelia's take on the characters on Mr. Collins and Charlotte, and the role they play as Mel and Tyler was so much fun to read. Ophelia London keeps the basic plot-line the same but gives a new modern twist to a much loved classic.I totally loved this one and I am sure everyone who loves a good romance will definitely share my sentiment. After reading this, cranberries just took on a whole new meaning for me and Bruno Mars just became my new favorite singer. I could go on and on but where is the fun in that..??. Go on grab it and give it a read if you love Pride and Prejudice or if you want a good romance with a great story.
Great Pride and Prejudice inspired story. I think I am in love with Henry. I found myself not being able to put it down and loved watching as Springer and Henry fell in love. Now where is my Pride and Prejudice DVD (BBC Version of course).
Favorite passage: “What’s so funny?” I asked, surprised to see Knightly chuckling into a fist. “Your buttons,” he said. I looked down at the top I was wearing. It was a black pullover sweater, no buttons. “No,” he said with another chuckle. “Your buttons, Spring.” He pointed at me, his fingers like a gun. “They’re very easy to push, aren’t they?”
Oh, where do I begin. It's unusual for me to be a little speechless after finishing a novel that I really love. I usually have so many things to say, but I'm still fully immersed in this one and when I write out my full review, that means it's over... which makes me a little sad. Spring Honeycutt: I have to admit that in the beginning even I hated her a little bit. I mean really her personality was a little hard to take and she was mean even to her friends. But that was Spring, who she was at the time. She just had to grow and change like the rest of us... and oh how she did. I knew the story was a modern Pride and Prejudice but I didn't really see it until about half way through. The comparison never even crossed my mind until a pivotal moment where it was like seeing for the first time. I knew what it was that I was reading. Even still, there were so many things different from that point on that you really didn't know what would happen and that is always a big fear with me when I read something that is a modern take on a classic that I absolutely adore. Henry Knightly: Ugh kill me now. From the moment we meet him he's a true Mr. Darcy and I mean that in a good way! Who doesn't love a tall, dark, broody man? Oh that's right, every other straight man on the planet. Seriously though, Henry can totally be a jerk but like Spring, he just has to grow up. I feel like he did an even better job at that than Spring did, which is saying something. The writing was outstanding, I completely loved it. Ophelia's writing style is easy to read, easy to follow, but makes you think, and I loooooove that in a book. Even though she's speaking through the voice of Spring, she's witty, she's smart, and you can tell she spent a lot of time making it perfect because it was as close to perfect as I've seen in a eBook release in a long ass time. It was beautifully refreshing to not be correcting someone's grammar or spelling or word choice in my head as I was reading. That, my friends, for someone who reads all the time is an aggravation that I could certainly live without. Dart, Julia, Mel, Cami: Absolutely adored each of these characters and what they added to the story. I mean they were fun, loveable, and just so darn cute to enjoy while reading the main love story between Spring and Henry. Really, there were moments that I was saying "But why can't I see more of them?" Still kind of wish I could but they served their purpose for sure. The enjoyment factor? Oh gosh. There were moments that I was smiling so hard my cheeks felt like they could crack. The one that stands out the most in my mind is the kitchen scene at Thanksgiving. Trust me, when you get to it, you'll thank me for warning you to look out for it! Ah-may-zing. Lilah, Alex, Tyler: I see Tyler's purpose but I really could have lived without the guy. I didn't really care for him and found myself skipping over his parts until I realized that he was actually kind of important. I'm not sure if it's his personality (or lack of one) that makes me grumpy but again... I can see why he is that person. Lilah and Alex, I think they should run away together. They seem like they could make a happy couple. Bwahahah What I took from the story? Well I think Julia said it best and we'll just let her wrap this thing up, "Life’s too short, too precious not to love whenever we can." -I received this beauty as an eArc from Entangled publishing, which did not influence my opinion of this book in any way.
Grinning ear to ear while reading it, this story is perfect on those days when you need a little brightness in it. Story Breakdown: Spring Honeycutt is determine to live the life of a sustainable consumer. She has enrolled at Stanford as an environmental science major (holding down three jobs and taken out student loans to do so). She lives the lifestyle as much as possible--wears her hair in braids, shops at second hand stores, is a vegetarian and more. To her, land developers are harden criminals against the environment--the last thing she wants to do is EVEN consider that the land developers side of the story. Per her professor's advice, she must stop to think about the opposition to add the depth to her thesis if she wants to have any hopes of it being published. Enter Henry Knightly III, a land baron's son. Of course Spring and Henry are destined to hate each other--right? Much to her surprise, Henry and her form an unlikely friendship. They like to debate and can argue each other into a corner, but cannot deny the attraction they feel for each other. Henry forces Spring to look at things from the other side of the equation, just as Spring forces him to examine how things have been done in the past. Through a series of mistakes and assumptions, the two are driven apart and together throughout Spring's junior year at Stanford. When they finally seem to be able to be together, the unthinkable happens. Will the two of them ever end up being able to be together when the time is right? My Thoughts: This is a modern retelling of Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice but even if you are not a fan of hers, you will fall in love with this story. Set in present day, the characters are your typical collegiate students trying to figure out their way in life and their own opinions. The characters are fabulous. Spring is a complex, opinionated sometimes irritating but lovable character. She is at the point in her life where she feels that she has to live the lifestyle to really believe what she is advocating. Henry is brooding, equally complex and opinionated but likable guy. Even when you feel like you should not like him, he just could make me smile at the things he said and does. Those who are familiar with Pride and Prejudice will see the similarities of the story but not so much so that you are bored with it. Spring and Henry still have to get through their own issues and challenges before they can fully appreciate each other.
I loved the environmental issues the were brought up throughout the book. I really enjoyed the fact that it included both sides of the argument. Having Henry and Spring come from different backgrounds and taking opposite stances, made their relationship development interesting to witness.The relationship between these two was rocky from the start and had a nice, steady progression. It was refreshing to see a relationship with such real-life qualities displayed in a romance novel. This modern retelling of Pride and Prejudice will have fans giddy and making room for Henry in their book boyfriend list. *An eARC of this book was provided by the publisher. This has not affected my review or opinion.
I love PaP, okay? I read the novel a couple of times, but I’m hooked on the BBC mini series with Colin Firth and I even enjoy watching the movie from 2005. MacFadyen as Darcy? *grabby hands* This novel, as written in the synopsis, is a variation of PaP. The characters hold different familial and social circumstances, but the general storyline is quite the same. For this reason I wasn’t the least bit surprised at the various turn of events. I was quite taken with Henry Knightly, I must say. It was pretty obvious he’s not the hoity toity upperclass snob he seems at the beginning. His character didn’t quite evolve with the story, but more revealed bit by bit. And that complemented Spring’s character’s not quite transformation, but more evolving. Spring (love that name, btw – fits the character to a T) is obsessed with sustainability and everything related. She even turned vegetarian as a statement to her current beliefs. She’s also in a bit of a jam with her thesis and needs a counter opinion to make a stronger case. Which forces her to ask Henry for help. Spring’s character really grows with this story. She matures somehow and becomes more mellow with her opinions and ability to accept the positives in opposing stands. Also, falling in love (while ignoring the presence of those particular feelings) isn’t hurting that process. Spring’s best friends and roommates pretty much carried the story forward, being the ones to actually take action in different situations. I almost felt that at times things happened with Spring and Henry just because they were forced into things by their friends. While I enjoyed reading the book, the writing is beautiful and the story flows, I felt like the characters belong in high-school, not 3rd year in college or even graduate school. They were mostly, at least for the better of the first half of the book, rather immature. It’s almost as if the story shouldn’t be classified as NA, but YA/Juvenile Adult. I think anyone who enjoyed Pride and Prejudice will enjoy reading this book. It’s light and fun and well written. ** I’d like to thank Entangled Publishing for the advanced copy of this book in exchange for an honest review.
I was happy with this story.
If you like Pride and Prejudice, this modern version is for you!
4.5 stars rounding up to 5 I really enjoyed reading Definitely, Maybe in Love :) I was so impressed with the way Ophelia London gave us a modern day adaptation of the classic Pride and Prejudice. I have to raise my hand here and say I love P+P and I was a little sceptical going in if this book was going to deliver. No need to have been worried, this was a fabulous read and I found I couldn't put it down. I highly recommend Definitely, Maybe in Love, you will not be disappointed :)
Light easy reading, quick and a simple love story
Good fun read
Ok, I have a secret to tell you, please don't judge me too harshly. I never read Pride & Prejudice, nor have I ever watched the movie versions....I know! I am a freak of nature and not fit to be considered an avid reader. Having said that, I feel a little guilty reviewing this modern take on the classic Jane Austin novel. I am going to give it a shot though. This story is told from Spring's point of view. We get to ride along with her as she deals with friends, family and love. She is young and in the process of finding herself. She has a chip on her shoulder and something to prove. But underneath the tough hippie chick, is a sensitive soul. Henry sees this and that is what makes this story so sweet. Henry stays by her side when she is being absolutely ridiculous. Henry is not perfect though. He has his share of bombshells. There are miscommunications and secrets that cause quite a bit of drama. Spring is not an overly emotional woman but she finds herself unable to deny the intensity of her emotions when it comes to Henry. I adored Henry's argyle wearing, straight laced, lawyer persona. I loved it because through it all, he was able to recognize something in Spring that was missing from himself. She made him better. And in the end he made her better as well. They both came together to complete one another. Yes, it's sappy, but it worked. The only thing I found distracting were all of the secondary characters and side stories. It felt like too much at times. I also really wish we had some of Henry's point of view, I wanted to know what was going on in that infuriating man's head! Having said that, I still give this a rock solid four stars. I would definitely recommend this book to fans of the New Adult genre as well as fans of Contemporary Romance.
I could not put this down! I was hooked the moment I began reading it. Characters and story are too good. Totally recommend. Wish there was more - so sad to have it end.
I will never look at calendar events the same way again. Or mouths. The best modern re-telling of Pride and Prejudice I have read yet. Even the first-person narrative didn't bug me, as it usually does. The changing and/or switching of names and name sounds was very creative. Bingley. Knightly. And that's only one. You'll have to read this book to find the others... I received this from Netgalley in exchange for an honest review.
This is a great story i really really enjoyed it, i have never read pride and prejudice or seen the film but this book makes me want to go and do both! was a really good read i certainly recommend it even for those who haven't read pride and prejudice you will still love this one ! I received a copy in exchange for a honest review.
Rating 4 1/2 Stars Let just tell you that I love Jane Austen's Pride and Prejudice. It is one of my favorite books. So, when I heard that Definitely, Maybe in Love by Ophelia London was an adaptation Pride and Prejudice, it became a must read. Yes, I love the different adaptation of that story, because it's a marvelous book. Anyway, I'm here to talk about the greatness that is Definitely, Maybe in Love. If you have read Pride and Prejudice you will see some of the characters resemble some of Austen's characters. Here are the characters that play a part in the story: Spring Honeycutt: She would be your Lizzy Bennett. However, she's a bit of environmental nut. You got stand for what you believe in. She was called "a tree-hugging feminist." Henry Edward Knightly, III: He would be your Mr. Darcy. Yes, he does come from money. Like Darcy he's judge a bit harshly and we assume he's pompous jerk. However, he's the law student with undergrad in finance who's going to help Spring. Dart Charleston: Mr. Bingley. Yes, he kind of lets his friends and family influence him. Lilah Charleston: Yes, she's Caroline Bingley, but I think she's worst that Caroline. She thinks she's better than Spring. Anabel: I actually thought she would be Lydia, but she's more like Kitty in a lot ways. Julia: She's a lot like Jane, but her character got mixed with another character. However, she's sweet and kind like Jane. Melanie: She's a combination of Charlotte and Mrs. Gardiner. Tyler: Like Colonel Fitzwilliam. Of course, he's Henry's cousin. Alex Parks: Wickham. He's worst than Wickham, because Wickham was just used people to get money. Honestly, I really liked Definitely, Maybe in Love. I thought it was a great way to bring Austen's Pride and Prejudice to the modern light. You have Spring and Henry going at each other on there different points of view and trying to prove that they are right. Slowly, they come together, and like Austen's story they face their trials that could tare them apart. Like I said, a marvelous read. I would recommend this to anyone who has a love for Austen's Pride and Prejudice. Or those who love enemies to lovers story. So, if you are looking a new outlook on an old classic, you might want to try Definitely, Maybe in Love.
I loved this young adult novel because of all the different twists, turns, assumptions and truths that are written in the relationship between Spring and Henry. All the twists, turns, assumptions and truths that blend or antagonize each other that make Definitely in Love such a captivating and engaging novel. I voluntarily read and reviewed an advanced copy of this book. All thoughts and opinions are my own.
Way too long. Not realistic at all.
I love Pride and Prejudice and I loved how this book went that direction. I had a hard time putting the book down. Hope there is more for these two characters.
The ending slightly redeemed this for me but it was too little too late. I would put this story down and walk away for days, that is very telling. I really just did not like the main female character and felt she was not deserving of the lead male. The Pride and Prejudice storyline was what drew me in originally but the author stayed so close to the original that there was little left to the reader's imagination.