There are books that entertain you. Then there are books that hijack your life and compel you to finish reading until your eyes are burning at 4 in the morning. The story follows Lowen Ashleigh, a struggling writer hired to complete the remaining books of a blockbuster series after its original author, Verity Crawford, is incapacitated in a devastating accident.

The Tenant by Freida McFadden made me irrationally furious over something as seemingly mundane as bad smells. I gave this book a solid 4.5 stars, because it did exactly what it set out to do — make me deeply, viscerally uncomfortable. And honestly? That counts for a lot.