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Book Review: The Last House on Needless Street by Catriona Ward

Horror novels and I have this complicated relationship: sometimes they get me, and sometimes they just leave me confused and frustrated. So, I didn’t go into this book with big expectations. I’d heard a lot about Catriona Ward’s style being creepy but beautifully written, which sounded like a tricky balance to pull off. This book, though, was different from the start. The title alone screams “stay out!” but also had that siren’s call, like I’d regret it if I didn’t peek inside.

By the time I reached the halfway point, I was invested in a way that snuck up on me. There’s something almost hypnotic about Ward’s storytelling. She kept leading me down twisted paths, and I found myself trusting the story even if I wasn’t sure where it was headed. It’s the kind of book that plants itself in your mind and just… lingers.

What’s it about?

So, this story centers around Ted, a man living in a dilapidated house on the edge of a forest, which already sets an unsettling scene. He’s got a strange routine, lives with his cat Olivia (who has a mind of her own and narrates parts of the story—yes, you read that right), and carries a past full of dark secrets. We also meet Dee, a woman searching for her sister, who went missing near Ted’s house years ago. She’s convinced Ted had something to do with it, even if the evidence is slim. As Dee’s obsession grows, she starts shadowing Ted, and we start to realize there’s more to each of these characters than meets the eye.

The book flits between perspectives—Ted, Dee, and Olivia the cat, which adds layers to the suspense. The story is a mix of real psychological horror and surreal, dreamlike sequences that blur the lines of reality. Ward masterfully misleads readers with unreliable narrators, twists, and moments that make you rethink everything you thought you knew. It’s one of those novels where even the setting feels like a character, contributing to the eerie, oppressive vibe that never really lets up.

What This Chick Thinks

I’ll admit, I didn’t think I’d enjoy The Last House on Needless Street as much as I did. The opening is confusing and takes a while to pick up speed; I wondered if Ward was trying a bit too hard with the dark-and-twisty atmosphere. But as I pushed through, I started appreciating how carefully crafted the confusion actually was. Each twist didn’t just add to the plot but also subtly revealed the depth of each character—Ted, especially. The book feels like a psychological maze where, by the time you’re halfway in, turning back isn’t an option.

The dual narratives (plus Olivia’s) gave me a bit of whiplash at times, and I wasn’t always sold on the cat’s perspective—it felt a little too clever for its own good. But Olivia eventually grew on me, and I ended up appreciating her role in this deeply unsettling household. The shifting points of view played a big part in the story’s unpredictability, and honestly, it’s been a while since I’ve read a horror novel that was as much of a psychological mystery as it was a scare-fest.

That said, The Last House on Needless Street doesn’t rely on jump scares or cheap horror thrills. It’s more about creeping dread, the slow unraveling of trauma, and what happens when the mind plays tricks on itself. Catriona Ward digs into heavy themes—abuse, memory, guilt—in ways that feel raw and almost too real. There were moments I found myself wanting a little more clarity (it’s easy to get lost in Ward’s disorienting prose), but in hindsight, that’s part of the book’s pull. It’s like being in a haunted house where every turn makes you question if you’re truly alone or just out of your depth.

Final Thoughts

I’m giving The Last House on Needless Street a 7/10. It’s not a straightforward read, and it’s not something I’d reach for again in a hurry, but I’m glad I stuck with it. It’s like that one dark, twisty corner of your mind you don’t often visit but can’t forget once you’ve been there. For a book that I didn’t expect to enjoy, it sure knows how to leave an impact.

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