Review: Smokin’ Seventeen

Smokin' Seventeen
Smokin’ Seventeen by Janet Evanovich

My rating: 3 of 5 stars

This one was better than the previous one… though the first five or six were still miles better. All the usual ingredients are here: Stephanie Plum is still torn between her two smokin’ hot love interests, everybody in the Burg (and in the book) is different levels of crazy, Grandma Mazur and Lula do their respective things, and the hamster still sleeps in a can. What makes Smokin’ Seventeen better than Sizzling Sixteen, though, is the fact that, in this one, the whole clicks together much better. Also, the balance between halfway readable mystery and pure farce is slightly better, although the murderer is, again, as obvious as the giant pimple Stephanie gets on her forehead when Morelli’s grandmother gives her the evil eye.

If you’re a fan of the series, you will enjoy this one, at least as a brainless summer read. If average-gal-gets-two-hunks-and-solves-mystery-against-all-odds is not your cuppa, skip the series all together.

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