Hard Eight

Version: Unabridged
Author: Janet Evanovich
Narrator: Lorelei King
Genres: Detective Stories, Series
Publisher: Macmillan Audio
Published In: July 2002
# of Units: 7 CDs
Length: 9 hours
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Overview

The #1 bestselling phenomenon continues in the eighth Stephanie Plum novel. The stakes get higher, the crimes get nastier, the chases get faster, and the men get hotter.
This time Stephanie, Morelli, Ranger. Lula, Valerie, and Grandma Mazur are strapped in for the ride of their lives. Stephanie is hired to find a missing child. But things aren't always as they seem and Stephanie must determine if she's working for the right side of the law. Plus, there's the Morelli question: can a Jersey girl keep her head on straight when more than just bullets are aimed for her heart? And with the Plum and Morelli relationship looking rocky, is it time for Ranger to move in for the kill? Janet Evanovich's latest thriller proves that Hard Eight will never be enough.

Reviews (16)

Written by Linda Marie Kilby on January 28th, 2016

  • Book Rating: 4/5

Enjoyable! I am actively listening to all, Stephanie presents life in an unusual by fun way!

Written by Francis Allcorn on September 22nd, 2015

  • Book Rating: 5/5

I have read several of Janet Evanovich's books in the Stephanie Plum series and have enjoyed everyone of them. I plan on listening to all of them before I am through. I especially like Lorelei King as the narrator. She is funny and does a remarkable job of changing tone and dialects. Wonderful read (listen).

Written by Tina Mitchell on July 19th, 2013

  • Book Rating: 5/5

The best in series so far. Sexy romance. Funny. And action packed. Love it !!

Yuck

Written by Anonymous on April 12th, 2011

  • Book Rating: 1/5

Don't care for the author of this series, or the narrator!

Hard Eight

Written by Dennis D. from Paso Robles, CA on June 26th, 2009

  • Book Rating: 2/5

Not having read or listened to any of Evanovich's previous Stephanie Plum books, I was admittedly at a disadvantage in being able to swallow everything she dished out. Plum and the hijinks of her characters seemed mildly humorous at best and completely silly at worst. Most of the situations were fairly ridiculous and I found the writing pedestrian. Stephanie Plum is not my cup of tea.

Keep the book, ditch the narrator

Written by Christine B. from Monroeville, PA on March 2nd, 2009

  • Book Rating: 5/5

I laughed so hard at some points in this book I actually had to pause the CD and take a break for some water and rest. The scene with Klaughn in the dryer is easily the best visual in the Plum series so far, followed closely by the driving rabbit. Unfortunately, once you start a series with one narrator, switching to another who lacks the nuance and depth of the first can be jarring. I find Ms. King to be far too 'cultured' to represent the sarcastic, panic-stricken sassy Stephanie Plum, and long for Lori Petty to come back, come back!

love it!

Written by n8rlvr on August 26th, 2008

  • Book Rating: 5/5

I love Janet Evonavich. She is such a fun author! This is no exception.

relationship with Ranger

Written by Sharron Rose on June 3rd, 2008

  • Book Rating: 5/5

i think it is time for ranger to be in a relationship with stephanie and morelli on the out side looking in it is time a big relationship sex and everything

hard eight

Written by Christine Sessions on May 17th, 2008

  • Book Rating: 5/5

I love these books.The reader is what makes these audio books even better.This was funny and held my interest the entire time.Keep the reader the same and everyone will ask for more.

Hard 8

Written by Jamie McDonald on December 31st, 2007

  • Book Rating: 5/5

As usual, Janet doesn't let me down. I enjoy Stephanie's antics every time. What a Jersey girl!

Author Details

Author Details

Evanovich, Janet

"When I was a kid I spent a lot of time in La La Land. La La Land is like an out-of-body experience --while your mouth is eating lunch your mind is conversing with Captain Kirk. Sometimes I'd pretend to sing opera. My mother would send me to the grocery store down the street, and off I'd go, caterwauling at the top of my lungs. Before the opera thing I went through a horse stage where I galloped everywhere and made holes in my Aunt Lena's lawn with my hooves. Aunt Lena was a good egg. She understood that the realities of daily existence were lost in the murky shadows of my slightly looney imagination.

After graduation from South River High School, I spent four years in the Douglass College art department, honing my ability to wear torn Levis, learning to transfer cerebral excitement to primed canvas. Painting beat the heck out of digging holes in lawns, but it never felt exactly right. It was frustrating at best, excruciating at worst. My audience was too small. Communication was too obscure. I developed a rash from pigment.

Somewhere down the line I started writing stories. The first story was about the pornographic adventures of a fairy who lived in a second rate fairy forest in Pennsylvania. The second story was about ...well never mind, you get the picture.

I sent my weird stories out to editors and agents and collected rejection letters in a big cardboard box. When the box was full I burned the whole damn thing, crammed myself into pantyhose and went to work for a temp agency.

Four months into my less than stellar secretarial career, I got a call from an editor offering to buy my last mailed (and heretofore forgotten) manuscript. It was a romance written for the now defunct Second Chance at Love line, and I was paid a staggering $2,000.

With my head reeling from all this money, I plunged into writing romance novels full time, saying good-by, good riddance to pantyhose and office politics. I wrote series romance for the next five years, mostly for Bantam Loveswept. It was a rewarding experience, but after twelve romance novels I ran out of sexual positions and decided to move into the mystery genre.

I spent two years retooling --drinking beer with law enforcement types, learning to shoot, practicing cussing. At the end of those years I created Stephanie Plum. I wouldn't go so far as to say Stephanie is an autobiographical character, but I will admit to knowing where she lives.

In '95 my husband and I moved to New Hampshire. We bought a big 'ol house on the side of a hill, not far from Dartmouth College. I have a nice view of the Connecticut River valley from my office window and there's a couple acres of land around the house. It's a good place to write a book ... and would be even better if we just had a decent mall. You can take the girl out of Jersey, but you can't take Jersey out of the girl.

When we moved to New Hampshire we realized there was more to this writing stuff than just writing, so we formed a family business, Evanovich, Inc. My son, Peter, a Dartmouth College graduate, assumed responsibility for everything financial. He's the guy who pulls his hair out at tax time and cracks his knuckles when the stock market dips. In '96 my daughter Alex, a film and photography school graduate, came on board and created the website. We get about four and a half million hits a month on the site and Alex does it all ... the graphics, the mail, the comics, the store, the online advertising and the newsletter. Both Peter and Alex work full-time for Evanovich, Inc. I'm their only client. My husband, Pete, has his doctorate in mathematics from Rutgers University and now manages all aspects of the business and tries to keep me on time (a thankless, impossible job!) ... plus he does a little golfing and skiing.

It turns out I'm a really boring workaholic with no hobbies or special interests. My favorite exercise is shopping and my drug of choice is Cheeze Doodles. I read comic books and I only watch happy movies. I motivate myself to write by spending my money before I make it. And when I grow up I want to be just like Grandma Mazur."