Sergeant Jon Larson is spending a two-week port of call at
U.S. Naval Station Ophion. Young, but a seasoned war veteran
with a purple heart, a minor degree in history, and an
interest in books, Jon is looking for an above average woman
to help while away his free time. Unfortunately, cosmetic
surgery is all the rage, and nearly every woman has been
enhanced. Think big breasts, pouty lips, bleach blonde hair,
and carbon copy images of superstar actresses and pop
for Giselle, a scarred young woman with a French accent,
chestnut colored hair, and hazel eyes. Both share a love for
books and Jon uses this to weasel his way into Giselleís
life. Be warned: a sweet, excellently described kissing
scene jumps right to post-coitus. More sex scenes, please.
and damaged more internally than externally, Giselle bolts
while Jon's stationed on guard duty, even though she
promised he could see her again. He decides to chase after
her when he has his next leave of duty. The end.
authors who possess a mastery of language and emotion and
write stories like this, only to leave their readers
dangling after twenty measly pages should be taken out,
blindfolded, and shot by a firing squad. Mr. Kepfield, your
dialogue, both internal and external, had me hooked from
page one. Never mind that I donít have military experience
or balls to scratch. Hurrah for an intelligent hero who
isnít a Navy Seal, Green Beret, CIA, FBI, or walking around
with a massive chip on his shoulder! This is a man you could
actually meet without wanting to commit, or becoming a
victim of a heinous crime.
the heroís first person viewpoint, No Dungeon So Dark,
is a diamond in the rough. Well written, the tasteful cover
art only enhances this little package. Iím not beneath
begging. Mr. Kepfield, please turn this into a novel-sized
story (and keep the cover art!).