Although I still do very much love and appreciate author Ben Guterson’s hotel of all imaginable delights and pleasures setting (and kind of wish that magical vacation and relaxation spots like Winterhouse actually did exist) and while it was also fun and delightful meeting up with in particulate Elizabeth, Freddy, Norbridge and Leona again (not to mention the puzzles and some of the many mysteries of Winterhouse), I cannot really say that The Secrets of Winterhouse has been either all that enjoyable or all that engaging as a novel, as a story in and of itself. And truth be told and yes indeed, I did end up skimming and reading very much in a cursory manner through the majority of Guterson’s presented narrative, as much of The Secrets of Winterhouse has definitely felt like simply a rehashing of the first novel, especially with regard to the main villains, who I am sorry to say are also even more stereotypes and cardboard thinly derivative than in the first novel, than in Winterhouse. Furthermore, simply bringing back Gracella Winters, although perhaps not surprising, has definitely felt both lazy on the part of the author and tedious, boring for me as a reader (and sadly, the ending of The Secrets of Winterhouse also rather vaguely but still pretty obviously hints that Gracella will likely be back in book three of the series as well, which certainly does make me personally not all that excited about reading The Winterhouse Mysteries when it is released in December 2019).
Combined with the fact that I have also found main protagonist Elizabeth Somers much less relatable in The Secrets of Winterhouse and often quite distant and vague (mainly because in my opinion, Ben Guterson has not depicted especially her increasing emotional turmoils all that believably and deeply, but annoyingly flatly and on the surface), while I am indeed happy to have read The Secrets of Winterhouse and am also more than likely to consider finishing the trilogy (but only because I usually do tend to finish series I have started unless the sequels are truly horrid and unacceptable, which The Secrets of Winterhouse has certainly not been and which I also hope that The Winterhouse Mysteries will equally not be), from how much I actually have enjoyed my reading time and from how annoying the stereotypical villains and Elizabeth’s flat and one-sided emotional state have been for my reading self, two and a half stars (but not yet three stars) is the maximum ranking I am willing to consider for The Secrets of Winterhouse (although I guess it is a decent enough sequel to Winterhouse, just a bit disappointing).