Family can be complicated. Especially when skeletons from the past pop up unexpectedly. For American Evie Gray, finding out her deceased mother had a secret identity, and not one of the caped crusader variety, was quite the surprise. Evie’s mom had a secret life before she was even born, one that involved tiaras.
In this modern day fairytale, Evie is on a path to figure out who her mom really was, while discovering for herself what the future will hold. Charged with her late mother’s letters, Evie embarks on a quest into her past. The first item on the list is to attend Oxford, her mom’s alma mater. There, Evie stumbles upon a real life prince charming, Edmund Stuart the second Prince of England, who is all too happy to be the counterpart to her damsel in distress.
Evie can’t resist her growing attraction to Edmund as they spend more time together trying to unravel the clues her mother left behind. But, when doubts arise as to whether or not Edmund could ever be with an untitled American, what really ends up unraveling is Evie’s heart. When Evie uncovers all the facts about her mom’s former life, she realizes her mom’s past can open doors she never dreamed possible, doors that can help her be with Edmund. But, with everything now unveiled, Evie starts to crack under the pressure of new family responsibilities and the realization that her perfect prince may want her for all the wrong reasons.– Goodreads
The Heir and the Spare of the making of everything that I loved in a story. Hell, it sounded like The Prince and Me, a movie which I adored. Yet, unfortunately The Heir and the Spare generally fell flat for me.I spent a good portion of this book just blah with it. I wanted from the characters. Evie and Edmund were just flat and blah, which shouldn’t have been possible. With Evie having a mysterious background and Edmund being in line for the throne this book should have been thrilling and had me engrossed with a romantic love story.
I’m not saying that the story is bad. It’s not! I was just fairly bored. The lead character, Evie, was 19 turning 20, but I felt more like she was 19 turning 15. She hurled insults and was a general asshole to anyone who flirted with Edmund (even when they weren’t dating). I think we were supposed to see Evie as clever, but I never once found her clever, or relatable. And yes, I understand that not all characters need to be relatable, but I like there to be something that has me going with the story. Unfortunately in The Heir and the Spare that particular something was lacking; even a British Prince wasn’t doing the pull for me. (And yes, I can’t believe I just wrote that — with a straight face no less).
There was a constant roller coaster of emotions being thrown around in The Heir and the Spare: an attempted rape, shame of flirtatious girls, girl hate and and poor characterization.