Bitchin' Blog Posts
Back in late February, I announced that St. Martin’s was giving away a short story by Lora Leigh to promote her upcoming release Maverick.
I downloaded the story and read it last night. Ok: this was not a short story. This was a teaser. Carely an appetizer. Not even a hors d’eouvre. I’d call it a prologue. And because I’m not familiar with the world in which the Elite Ops stories take place, I’m not sure if this was a big reveal that two characters (Night Hawk and Black Jack) are interacting. Yes, there’s the standard mention of the hero being aware of his cock (this does not erotica make) and yes, the heroine’s noticing that yet again her crotch is a-wettin’ (this does not erotica make, either), but there wasn’t a conclusion. There was a fade-to-black un-finished tease.
New rule: free ebooks may not be marketed as “short stories” if they are not in fact stories and are instead a cock tease that makes me, the curious reader, confused, frustrated, and suffering from the mental equivalent of blue balls. That is all.