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Tricky Twenty-Two - Stephanie Plum Series
Top Secret Twenty-One - Stephanie Plum Series
Takedown Twenty - Stephanie Plum Series
Notorious Nineteen - Stephanie Plum Series
Explosive Eighteen - Stephanie Plum Series
Smokin' Seventeen - Stephanie Plum Series
Sizzling Sixteen - Stephanie Plum Series
Finger Lickin' Fifteen - Stephanie Plum Series
Rangeman clients have been subject to a number of break-ins, and Ranger asks Stephanie to help.
Stephanie solves Rangeman's problem, but ends up smeared with multicolored pigments in the process. There is damage to at least 4 vehicles, two of them Ranger's.
Stephanie and Morelli are off again but reconcile.
Lean Mean Thirteen - Stephanie Plum Series
Twelve Sharp - Stephanie Plum Series
Eleven on Top - Stephanie Plum Series
So, she retires.
Character Descriptions
on Ranger:'an incredibly sexy, incredibly handsome badass'
'Ranger is the mystery man. He's half a head taller than me, moves like a cat, kicks ass all day long, only wears black, smells warm and sexy, and is 100% pure perfectly toned muscle. He gets his dark complexion and liquid brown eyes from Cuban ancestors. He was Special Forces and about all anyone knows about Ranger.'
on Lula:
' a size-sixteen black woman squashed into a size-ten leopard print spandex. And the weird thing is, in her own way, Lula looks pretty good in the animal spandex.'
on Rex:
'Rex is pretty much nocturnal so were sort of like ships passing in the night. As an extra treat, once in a while I drop a Cheez Doodle into his cage and he emerges from his soup can home to retrieve the Doodle. That's about as complicated as our relationship gets.'
on Morelli:
'He was wearing jeans and scuffed boots and a black V-neck sweater over a black T-shirt. Morelli is six feet of lean, hard muscle and hot Italian libido. He's Jersey smart, and he's not a man you'd want to annoy... unless you're me. I've been annoying Morelli all my life.'
Ten Big Ones - Stephanie Plum Series
To the Nines - Stephanie Plum Series
Hard Eight - Stephanie Plum Series
Seven Up - Stephanie Plum Series
High Five - Stephanie Plum Series
Four to Score - Stephanie Plum Series
Two for the Dough -Stephanie Plum Series
Notable Quotes
In spite of all the sparring that went on between us, I sort of liked Morelli. Good judgment told me to stand clear of him, but then I've never been a slave to good judgment. ~ Two for the DoughCharacter Descriptions
I knew Ranger was beside me because I could see his earring
gleaming in the moonlight. Everything about him - his T-shirt, his flack vest,
his slick-back hair, and 9-mm Glock - was as black as night. Even his skin tone
seemed to darken in shade. Ricardo Carlos Manoso, The Cuban-American chameleon.
Ranger only wore two colors: army green and bad-ass black.
Tonight he was bad-ass black, the monotony broken only by double-stud earrings.
... now that Grandpa Mazur was scarfing down his normal
two-eggs-and-a-half-pound-of-bacon breakfast in the hereafter.
Grandma Mazur was seventy-two and didn't look a day over
ninety. I loved her dearly, but when you got her down to her skivvies, she
resembled a soup chicken.
Connie looked up from her desk that sat like a guardhouse
blocking the way to Vinnie's inner office. Her hair had been teased out a good
6-inches, framing her face in a rat's nest of black curls. She was a couple of
years older than me, three inches shorter, thirty pounds heavier, and, like me
, she'd gone back to her maiden name after a discouraging divorce. In her case,
the name as Rosolli, a name given wide berth in the burg since her Uncle Jimmy
had been made.
On Joe Morelli
Morelli was vice... Vice did a lot of work DEA and Customs
and kept pretty closemouthed about their projects.
As a teenager Morelli was feral. Two years in the navy and
twelve more on the police force had taught him control, but I was convinced
nothing short of removing his gonads would ever completely domesticate him.
There was always a barbarous part of Morelli that hummed beneath the surface. I
found myself helplessly sucked in by it, and at the same time it scared the hell
out of me.
Rex was running in his wheel when I got home. I switched the
light on, and he stopped dead in his tracks. black eyes wide, whiskers
twitching in indignation that night has suddenly disappeared.
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