Explosive Eighteen, by Janet Evanovich

Another entry into the endless Stephanie Plum series. This is a fun one, but the love triangle between Stephanie, Ranger, and Morelli is getting tired and almost gross, and the hints that she might be pregnant are very worrisome, as I think that would be a rotten way to end the series. Gah. Its like cheetos, I dont know why I bother.

Smokin' Seventeen, by Janet Evanovich

Stephanie Plum and her crazy life. Better than the last few.

Sizzling Sixteen, by Janet Evanovich

Silly sixteen. More of the same, with less flavor and appeal. Stephanie's indecision about choosing between Ranger and Morelli has led to books as celibate and boring as the Twilight series (with which I can actually imagine some audience overlap, so ugh to that), Lula, Connie, etc have become cariacatures rather than characters, previous plot lines have been dropped altogether, and the charm that held it all together, like, say, the marshmallow in Rice Crispie bars, has dried up, leaving nothing but a crackling pile of stale nuggets.

Finger Lickin' Fifteen, by Janet Evanovich

Fluff but fun. The same as all the others.

Fearless Fourteen, by Janet Evanovich

Fun Stephanie Plum book. Jersey mayhem with all the usual characters.

Plum Spooky, by Janet Evanovich

Fun between-the-numbers Stephanie Plum book. I am not personally crazy about urban fantasy, and this one took a definite turn toward the paranormal, but it was fun and quick and not bleak and violent in Sweden, so it had that going for it.