
“Anywhere in the world will be home, as long as you are with me.”
Genre: Historical Fiction
Actual Rating: 4 stars
Content Warnings: Discusses death, sexual assault, and mental illness.
“The Murder of Mr. Wickham” brings together the characters we loved (and hated) from Jane Austen’s novels and brings them into a summer they won’t forget. As they’re all gather in a summer house, Mr. Wickham mysteriously gets murdered. With the party-goers as the only suspects, Jonathan Darcy—son of Mr. Fitzwilliam Darcy and Mrs. Elizabeth Darcy (nee Bennet)—and Juliet Tilney—daughter of Mr. Henry Tilney and Mrs. Catherine Tilney (nee Morland)—set out to unmask the murderer, let someone else be wrongfully accused for the… misfortune?
This book had me sold by the end of the Prologue. When I was younger I was the biggest fan of Jane Austen and Agatha Christie novels. The two styles couldn’t be any more different, yet Claudia Gray has found a way to mesh them and I’m here for it. In an expertly told story, Gray has given us more to love about the characters Jane Austen so carefully crafted. But you don’t have to have read all of the Jane Austen books to understand this novel, as Gray has taken the time to insert the Austen characters’ stories here and there, subtly building her story up with those pre-existing back stories that some may or may not know. For instance, I have not read “Mansfield Park” and so was not familiar with the Bertrams, yet I did not feel like I understood Gray’s story any less because of this.
Told through regal language, I would recommend this book to readers who’ve enjoyed Jane Austen and other classical novels, and who are up for some murder mystery vibes. I would love love love to see this book made into a movie, to the likes of the “Murder on the Orient Express” 2017 movie.
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ARC provided by NetGalley in exchange for an honest review.









