And yet, I just couldn't get into the novel. Try as I might. And it even had all of the elements I adore in a good story: mystery, ghosts, plus private schools in England?!
What's worse, I can't exactly figure out what went wrong. Perhaps it was my mood every time I picked it up.
For any such reason and since I'm unable to offer up a review, I thought I'd share some others:
"I loved this book. I didn’t expect it when I started, somehow, but after a few pages, I was already gripped."
"I stayed up late to finish The White Devil. It was the exact reading experience I wanted after The Secret History: fast-paced, a bit silly (but no less enjoyable for that), and totally boardingschooly"
"Justin Evans, he brings the goosebumps. Not quite like R.L. Stine, but he’s good. I mean, when the air would go cold, I would be all, WHAT IS GOING ON HERE? Because that is what you say when scary things happen: WHAT IS GOING ON HERE?"
"The White Devil is an incredibly creepy novel that successfully straddles that thin line between mystery and horror"
"British boarding schools, Lord Byron, and the ghost of a dead gay lover – can it really get any better than this? I rarely take review copies anymore, but as soon as I read the blurb on this one, I knew I had to read it."