Foxfire by Rowan Hill is a suspenseful slasher set in a very remote and cold location that had once promised fun and a great investment opportunity but quickly turns into a place they all want to escape.
CW:
Domestic violence, rape, violence.
Let’s dive in!
My Thoughts on Foxfire by Rowan Hill –
A man and his daughter are trying hard to impress their guests in order to promote the land as a resort to be built upon. The others, from all over the world, are there to see if this is a good investment opportunity. Things are going well overall, even if there was a bit of tension between some of the guests. But when one guest is found out in the snow brutally murdered, things take a very sharp turn.
What would you do if you were stuck in an isolated area, in below-freezing temperatures, and there were worse things to fear than the horrible and dangerous people around you out in the darkness?
As this is a story told from various perspectives, readers are slowly introduced to all of the characters in such a perfect way. I loved that each chapter/perspective merged into the other by backtracking just a smidge to overlap, picking up right where the previous section left off, or by mentioning one character at the end of one chapter and then jumping to what they were up to in the next chapter to with a little more space. This was such a fun format to follow as a reader! As I’m sure you can assume, this also made the book nearly impossible to put down!
I am absolutely obsessed with the perfect blend of beauty, terror, and gore that Rowan has here!
My Favorite Passages from Foxfire –
His deep twang dropped with the last sentence, the V in his forehead deepened, and a sinister quality overcame his features, his gaze darkening without ever moving.
A ribbon of strong emerald light waved above the trees, running vertically and along with the path and Tetsuya exhaled. Clear and vivid as if paint had smeared across his eyes, scoring into his memories and past lives. Unearthly and spectral, he was stuck where he stood, watching something bigger than him, grander than anyone, occur above.
Here, she could scream and no one would rescue her. No one would come. No one would know.
How completely alien and delightful.
Carly thought lifting the man frozen at odd angles was rather like moving a small armchair. Both convenient and somehow awkward to pivot.
He looked down, puzzled to see a pool of black tar, a small trickle coursing down the slight incline of the driveway, its source a mystery until his boot squished again in the smear of gradual blood leading back to the lodge. He quickly stepped out of {name redacted for spoilers}‘s lifeblood, staring in dread as liters stained like ink on a white blanket.
Beneath the ceiling of branches and needles, the snow-laden ground was smooth and glittered. Occasionally there was the blemish of a fallen pack of snow from a branch above, but they were few. The forest slept for winter, snow pledging an intimate silence in the forest, assuring rest.
The old and weak were first to die in the wild. Nature’s finest fuck you for beating the odds for so long.
My Final Thoughts on Foxfire –
Reading this book is like looking out at a wintertime scene. At first, all you see is the beauty, but soon, the focus shifts and you see all of the blood that has fallen into the snow, staining the landscape red.
Go grab your preorder of this book and prepare yourself for the bloodshed and suspense!
Thanks for reading!
And shout out to Rowan for sending me an early copy! I absolutely cannot wait to see what other readers think of this one when it officially launches!
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