REVIEW: Ten Big Ones – A Stephanie Plum by Janet Evanovich

Warning!  Warning!  You should not operate a treadmill while reading Janet Evanovich’s Stephanie Plum books.

Why, do you ask?  Because hysterical laughter can and more than likely will trip you.  Thank goodness for that little string that turns off the treadmill.  WHAM!  Trip, slip, hit, roll!

Reading this book was refreshing.  I’ve been reading so much blood gore and paranormal romance, that my mind was in desperate need for funny.

This book centered around Stephanie Plum (duh, right?) and her knack for stumbling into dangerous situations.  Felons to apprehend.  Humping dogs to evade (scene to be posted individually as it deserves nothing less!).  And two extremely sexy men to fantasize over.

Hiding from gang members and some psycho badass, Stephanie finds herself living with Ranger, only he doesn’t know it yet.  Sexual tension much?

Stephanie is a hilariously gorgeous woman with a sidekick that rocks.  Two women fighting crime and eating donuts.  What better way to live?  Luck is the only thing that saves her ass.

Lula, Stephanie’s sidekick is awesome.  She is the most hilarious character ever invented.  Be still my beating heart.

Actually, Lula still looked like a hooker.  Lula’s a full-bodied black woman who favors animal print spandex enhanced with sequins.  I figured Lula didn’t want to hear my fashion opinion, so I didn’t say anything.  I just raised an eyebrow.

Morelli, the sexy cop, and Stephanie’s on again off again main squeeze, just can’t get his head out of his ass.  Trying to convince Stephanie that she needs to be a stay at home housewife … just isn’t good for his health.

Morelli’s a very sexy, very handsome Trenton cop.  Morelli and I have a long history and possibility a long future.  Mostly we take it day by day, neither of us feeling the need for documented commitment right now.

Vinnie doesn’t show up too much in this book.  Nonetheless, the fact that he once loved a duck is enough to bless this post’s presence.

Vinnie is my cousin on my father’s side of the family and sole owner of Vincent Plum Bail Bonds.  He’s an oily little guy with slicked-back black hair, pointy-toed shoes, and a bunch of gold chains hanging around his scrawny tanning salon-tanned neck.  It’s rumored that he once had a romantic relationship with a duck.

Ranger, latino and deadly.  It just doesn’t get much better than Ranger.  Read him.  Love him.  Lust him.  That’s the only way it works.  He just flat-out does it for me.

Ranger rarely showed emotion.  He was more a man of action… throwing people against walls and out windows, never breaking a sweat, his face perfectly composed.  Now you’ve made me mad, he’d calmly say.  And then bodies would fly through the air.

I recommend this book to all mature adults and above.  Super mild sexual content with some interesting scenes filled with violence.

Triple thumbs up .. Silly, but I just can’t help myself!

Line of the book:

If you buy chocolate with loose change the calories don’t count.

~Happy reading!

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