REVIEW: Explosive Eighteen – A Stephanie Plum series novel by Janet Evanovich

Explosive Eighteen is a part of a brilliantly hilarious series featuring Stephanie Plum and her incredible sidekicks.

I am unhappy with this book.  Explanation below 🙂

Stephanie Plum is at it again.  Running from madmen, evading the FBI and police, outrunning mobsters and doing her best to keep Lula from shooting someone.

Being a bounty hunter is positively entertaining in this series.  Whenever I need a good laugh, I close my eyes and reach towards my bookshelf that holds my Evanovich collection.  I never know what story I’m getting myself into, but usually I am not disappointed.  Evanovich is brilliant and her sense of humor is down right breathtaking.  Literally.

Stephanie returns home from her trip to Hawaii.  The most holy moly fact?  She is not wearing a wedding ring but there is a tan line where one was worn.  What happened?  Did she marry Ranger or Morelli?  Only reading the book will tell!  Holy shit, right?!  That’s all I am going to say.

Vinnie is a good bail bondsman but a boil on my family’s backside.  In the past, he’s been a gambler, a womanizer, a philanderer, a card cheat, and I’m pretty sure he once had a romantic encounter with a duck.

As with all of the other books in this series, Stephanie waffles with the attraction and indecision between her lust of Morelli and Ranger.  In my opinion, something needs to change.  The relationships no longer leave me reading after midnight.  If I am not captivated enough to read past my bedtime, something needs to give.

And now Morelli was a good cop, a responsible home owner, and an excellent pet parent to his dog, Bob.  I’d always thought he had a superior boyfriend, but his job was a constant, frequently grim, intrusion, and I couldn’t see that changing anytime soon. 

The other guy in my life, Ranger, realistically had no boyfriend or husband potential whatsoever, but he was an addictive guilty pleasure.  He had a body like Batman, a dark and mysterious past, a dark and mysterious present, and an animal magnetism that sucked me in the instant I approached his force field.  He wore only black.  He drove only black cars.  And when he made love, his brown eyes dilated totally black.

Lula is one of my most favorite characters of ANY book that I have read.  She’s my hero.  A former ho, big, black and beautifully drenched in spandex suffocating in leopard print and curves that make doughnuts run for their lives, she’s wonderfully hilarious and addictive.

“I’d never say anyone was fat due to that bein’ hurtful, but let’s face it, Lahonka’s a sandbag.  I carry a certain amount of weight, but mine’s perfectly distributed.  My big beautiful bubble butt balances out my oversized boobs…..”

With that said, I am extremely disappointed in this book.  Beyond totally bummed.  I usually read a book that I am excited about in less than a day to a day tops.  It took me until this morning to finish it.  It was released on Tuesday, so that makes it … 6 days.  I found myself struggling through the pages.  Forcing myself to continue and endure the boring, profoundly unimaginative story, I fell asleep several times while reading.

On average, I would find myself in tears from hysterical laughter while reading the books in this series.  I laughed twice reading Explosive Eighteen.  Not even a good wholehearted laugh.  😦

I recommend this book to those reading this series.  To others, I would advise against it.  There is nothing brilliant or phenomenal about Explosive Eighteen.

Mild to moderately indescriptive violent and sexual content.

Line of the book:

“Too bad,” Grandma said.  “He’s a looker, and I’m thinking about becoming a cougar.”

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