New homeowner Ronnie buys a fixer-upper with a haunting past, and it might not be the ghosts haunting the place she needs to fear the most.

It was her house first unfolds through dual timelines—the present day and the 1930s—gradually revealing the secrets of the house’s haunting via ghost Bartholomew Sloan and the diary of the homes main, vindictive ghost, Venita Rost. Ronnie, grappling with grief of her late brother and having gone off her meds, purchases the infamous starlet Venita Rost's house with Ben's life insurance money, undeterred by warnings of its “dangers" - whether it be the fact every homeowner has died in the house, the asbestos, or the friendly not-quite-neighbor, Coty. 

The first 16 percent of the book outside of Sloans short chapters felt like watching one of those reality shows where people fix up ancient properties on HGTV.  Not much goes on but repeatedly letting us know Ronnie's brother has died recently. I felt myself skimming bits  because it felt like reading a transcript of Fixer Upper. 

Sloans chapters were the better ones. It's not often we get insight into a ghosts head. When he was alive, he was rather a Hercule Poirot. Though as we delve into his pov and learn from Venitas diary,  he was a great investigator. Not through merit, but because of some deal he made that inadvertently killed Venitas daughter, Priscilla, and ultimately lead to Venita orchestrating not only her death, but the death of her husband, Oscar, and Bart Sloan. Karma can be a vindictive bitch, but so can Venita. 

I wanted to love this, I did. It feels like nothing really happens until 85 percent, and ghosts finally come out when real life danger does.