*I received an ecopy of this book from the author. This has not influenced my review.*
Right from the very beginning, this book definitely had a creepy, eerie, bleak vibe. The writing, the setting, Iona’s character, and the story all did a good job of portraying that.
But, despite one of the main characters being able to talk to ghosts and having a curse passed through his family, the story didn’t actually feel all that paranormal. From the blurb, I was expecting and looking forward to some horror-ish ghostly hauntings, but that wasn’t the kind of story this was. It was more psychological, mostly about *SPOILER* a sick psychopath, a manipulative, emotionally abusive relationship (taken to the extreme for the sake of the story), and a budding new relationship, *END SPOILER* but with some paranormal aspects to it (some of which were kind of random).
It was also slow-paced with some flashbacks, and I wasn’t really sure what the danger was until close to the end, at least not for Iona, so I didn’t feel much tension and wasn’t gripped.
This wasn’t bad though. The writing was good. There was a bit of mystery to figure out. The characters weren’t unlikeable. There was some surprising unpredictableness. The relationship between Iona and her family, how they felt about the relationship with her late fiance and her grief and how glad they were to have her back, seemed realistic. The relationship between Iona and Sully was sweet.
So while this wasn’t quite for me, anyone who likes bleak-feeling, slow-paced, paranormal suspense might enjoy it more.
Anyone who likes bleak, slow-paced, paranormal suspense with a bit of romance.
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The demented thing is that this evolved from the most sickly sweet, heart-wrenching love story you’ve ever heard. I went to Sully because I just couldn’t get over Jack’s murder. I couldn’t deal.
Iona came to me for the same reason most did: because there was no closure. A love cut too short. She begged me to open the gate between the living and the dead.
We should have left it shut.
This. This is not a love story. This is a possession story. A story of lies. A story of two faces. This is a story of death and violent echoes from the other side.
And there will be no happy endings.