Book Review: The House on Foster Hill

Happy Tuesday, Reader Friends!

Today I’m sharing my thoughts on Jaime Jo Wright’s novel, The House on Foster Hill. The book releases November 1st, so be sure to pre-order your copy or implore your local library to order it.

About the Book

The Blurb: “Kaine Prescott is no stranger to death. When her husband died two years ago, her pleas for further investigation into his suspicious death fell on deaf ears. In desperate need of a fresh start, Kaine purchases an old house sight unseen in her grandfather’s Wisconsin hometown. But one look at the eerie, abandoned house immediately leaves her questioning her rash decision. And when the house’s dark history comes back with a vengeance, Kaine is forced to face the terrifying realization she has nowhere left to hide.

A century earlier, the house on Foster Hill holds nothing but painful memories for Ivy Thorpe. When an unidentified woman is found dead on the property, Ivy is compelled to discover her identity. Ivy’s search leads her into dangerous waters and, even as she works together with a man from her past, can she unravel the mystery before any other lives–
including her own–are lost?”

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So I’ve been trying to figure out what to say in my review of The House on Foster Hill. It’s my first Jaime Jo Wright read and I couldn’t wait to open it. You see I’ve gotten to know Jaime via social media (gotta love Facebook at times). She’s so warm and caring and ready to have open dialogue about whatever. Thus, I opened the book to settle into a good read.

And closed it. Y’all, there’s something you may not know about me. I’m a chicken. Yep, things that go bump in the night send me hiding under my covers and praying nothing gets me. I’m not dumb enough to investigate. 😉 And the mood Jaime Jo Wright creates in THOFH was enough to make me close the book in pause.

It’s not that it was scary like Stephen King’s IT. There was just a mood and unease in it all. After all this is a mystery and suspense novel. The hairs on my neck raised at the appropriate times as I slipped back and forth between Ivy and Kaine’s story.

I can’t imagine what Kaine has gone through and my heart ached for her and the despair that cloaked her. And the God moments that shined light into her weary heart inspired a meme or two from me.

All in all, I enjoyed this novel. Once my scaredy cat side resided I enjoyed seeing Kaine discover the footprints of God in her life. I enjoyed seeing the courage Ivy possessed in overcoming grief. Now that she forgot about it, but that she could embrace life and live one of her own.

*I received a free copy through NetGalley. This review is my own, honest opinion.

About the Author

Professional coffee drinker & ECPA/Publisher’s Weekly best-selling author, Jaime Jo Wright resides in the hills of Wisconsin writing spirited romantic suspense stained with the shadows of history. Coffee fuels her snarky personality. She lives in Neverland with her Cap’n Hook who stole her heart and will not give it back, their little fairy Tinkerbell, and a very mischievous Peter Pan. The foursome embark on scores of adventure that only make her fall more wildly in love with romance and intrigue. Jaime lives in dreamland, exists in reality, and invites you to join her adventures at

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1 thought on “Book Review: The House on Foster Hill”

  1. I’m a bit of a scaredy-cat also. But I am looking forward to reading Jamie’s book! It’s on my #TBR and coming up soon.
    Great review, Toni!


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