Stingrays was my first James Patterson book, and honestly, I’m not sure it left me wanting more. I listened to the audiobook, which had decent narration and good pacing, but the story itself felt underwhelming.
The plot had potential, but the execution was lacking—thin on depth, heavy on cliches, and the twists didn’t really land. I never felt connected to the characters, and the ending wrapped up too conveniently without much payoff. It felt like it was trying to be a high-stakes thriller, but it just didn’t hit the mark.
As a first-time Patterson reader, this one didn’t quite convince me to dive into more of his work—but I’d be open to giving one of his more highly recommended titles a shot. For now, Stingrays was just a forgettable, pass-the-time kind of listen.