Book of the day … Ten Big Ones – A Stephanie Plum novel by Janet Evanovich

I’ve been reading a lot of erotica and paranormal romance lately.  I’ve decided to switch it up and continue my Stephanie Plum books.

I wandered off after rereading To The Nines and I am eagerly awaiting to laugh hysterically to the point of irritating my family!

“Back cover”

Janet Evanovich is the hottest author in America and her Stephanie Plum novels have taken the nation by storm!

She’s accidentally destroyed a dozen cars. She’s a target for every psycho and miscreant this side of the Jersey Turnpike. Her mother’s convinced she’ll end up dead…or worse, without a man. She’s Stephanie Plum and she kicks butt for a living (well, she thought it would sound good to put it that way…)

It begins as an innocent trip to the deli-mart, on a quest for nachos. But Stephanie Plum and her partner, Lula, are clearly in the wrong place at the wrong time. A robbery leads to an explosion, which leads to the destruction of yet another car. It would be just another day in the life of Stephanie Plum…except that she becomes the target of a gang. And the target of an even scarier, more dangerous force that comes to Trenton. With super bounty hunter Ranger acting more mysteriously than ever (and the tension with vice cop Joe Morelli getting hotter), Stephanie finds herself with a decision to make: how to protect herself and where to hide while on the hunt for a killer known as the Junkman. There’s only one safe place, and it has Ranger’s name all over it-if she can find it. And if the Junkman doesn’t find her first. With Lula riding shotgun and Grandma Mazur on the loose, Stephanie Plum is racing against the clock in her most suspenseful novel yet. Ten Big Ones is page-turning entertainment and Janet Evanovich is the best there is.

Between the adventure and the adversity there’s attitude and Stephanie Plum’s got plenty in TEN BIG ONES.

First paragraph hehe…

My nape is Stephanie Plum, and I drop a lot of jelly globs, figuratively and literally.  Like the time I accidentally burned down a funeral home.  That was the mother of all jelly globs.  I got my picture in the paper for that one.  I’d walk down the street and people would recognize me.

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