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Guys! Dark erotic romance author Jaimie Roberts has a new release & a giveaway!!!

From an early age, I was bullied and abused.

Forced into submission.

Forced to be a victim.

Until one fateful day just before my sixteenth birthday when I finally cracked.

With the snap of a finger, I was a changed girl.

No longer timid.

No longer frightened.

Instead, I armed myself with the knowledge of their secrets.

All who had bullied me.

All who had abused me.

I am no longer their victim.

The timid little plaything they can pick up whenever they damn well please.

Now I am vengeance.

I am the eye of the storm.

Nothing and no one can stand in my way.

And if anyone dare try …

Be prepared to pay in blood.

I’M A CREEP, a standalone novel by dark erotic romance author Jaimie Roberts. WARNING: This book contains explicit, taboo, dark and twisted scenes.

 

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About the Book

i’m a Creep
by Jaimie Roberts

Series
n/a; standalone novel

Genre
Adult
Dark Romance
Erotic Romance

Publisher
Independent

Publication Date
May 28, 2021

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Excerpt

I’M A CREEP
A Dark Erotic Romance Standalone Novel
© 2021 Jaimie Roberts


CHAPTER ONE

Past

Blood on the sheets.

The tap drip, drip, drips from the family bathroom down the hall—the evidence of what he did to me washed away, the act finalized.

I am no longer pure.

Drip, drip, drip.

That’s the only sound I hear as I lie motionless, my eyes fixed to the tiny portion of the blue, peeling wallpaper in the corner of my room.

Physical pain is the only thing existing in my world as I carry on staring. It’s the only thing I allow myself to fully zero in on.

Drip, drip, drip.

The violent act of what happened numbs me emotionally until all I have left is this hollow space in my body. It acts like a vessel with nothing left but this constant, never-ending sound.

Drip, drip, drip.

Murmuring in the room next door pricks my ears, but again, I lie completely still—unable to make a move or sound for fear I will alert him again.

Drip, drip, drip.

The voices stop, and the front door of our house closes. I grip my eyes shut, and with them falls a tear so big that it pops right out and slowly cascades the hill of my cheek before eventually falling onto my pillow.

The deathly, hollow sound of silence fills the air as I draw up my legs and hug them tightly to my chest, cocooning myself as if doing this will protect me from the evil wickedness I have been forced to meet.

In my dimly lit bedroom where the door stands ajar, I count.

One, two, three, four, five…

I keep counting until I reach the thousands, my mind solely on those numbers.

The front door opens.

Elijah appears.

My breath catches as I wait until he takes in the scene.

“Bryce?!” he calls out, his voice quaking. “Bryce, talk to me!”

He hovers over me, his body shaking with rage, anger … fear. All the emotions he should be feeling at the evidence in front of him.

Hastily, he leaves my room to go next door, his cries of anguish filling the house.

“Brenda, what the fuck have you done?!”

I still don’t move or make a sound, my eyes fixed solely on that one corner of my room. But inside, I ache. Inside, the physical pain radiates through me, trying to force me to acknowledge what’s happened. I force it down, my eyes still fixated on that corner.

Heavy breathing cascades around me, and then my body is jerked down by a hand placed next to me on the mattress.

“Bryce!” When I don’t move or say a word still, he takes my head and forces me to stare into those deep, penetrating violet eyes of his. They widen at my deadened expression before rage replaces his initial concern. “I’m going to run you a bath, baby. Okay?”

He disappears, leaving only the faint musky scent of his cologne behind and the static electricity from the power he elicits. 

The sound of running water twitches my ears, but the emptiness still consumes me. 

Blood on the sheets.

I am no longer pure.

CONTINUE READING…

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Tour Wide Giveaway

To celebrate the release of I’M A CREEP by Jaimie Roberts, BookMojo and the author will pick three winners to win! The prizes up for grabs are a $25 Amazon gift card and two $10 Amazon gift cards! See Terms & Conditions for details!

GIVEAWAY TERMS & CONDITIONS: Open internationally. Three winners will be chosen. Prizes will be (1) $25 Amazon gift card to the first winner, (1) $10 Amazon gift card to the second winner, (1) $10 Amazon gift card to the third winner. This giveaway is administered by BookMojo on behalf of Jaimie Roberts. Giveaway ends June 13, 2021 @ 11:59pm EST. Prizes will be awarded shortly thereafter.

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About the Author

JAIMIE ROBERTS was born in London, but moved to Gibraltar in 2001. She is married with two sons, and in her spare time, she writes.

In June 2013, Jaimie published her first book, Take a Breath, with the second released in November 2013. With the reviews, Jaimie took time out to read and learn how to become a better writer. She gets tremendous enjoyment out of writing, and even more so from the feedback she receives.

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