Cerulean Sins is book 11 in Anita Blake’s story and Anita is disgusting at this point. Whatever the excuse, she is a total tramp and has finally embraced it. That is so ridiculous for a character who kept Richard and Jean-Claude waiting for months without giving in to them. Maybe Laurell K. Hamilton’s editor told her that the books need more sex to be interesting because there is no good explanation otherwise.
The storyline is still interesting if you just want to know how things will turn out, but any respect that I have left for most of the characters is wearing thin as the moral climate of the entire preternatural community has degenerated.