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THE TRAPPED DAUGHTER Book Blast - Jay Kerk

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This post is part of a virtual book tour organized by Goddess Fish Promotions . Jay Kerk will be awarding a $25 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. Click on the tour banner to see the other stops on the tour. Have you ever been trapped somewhere? I have. Have you ever found that the world does not believe you? I did. I have been betrayed by the people I trusted the most. They coil around me like snakes, lulling me with whispers about protection and safety and for your own good. They offer up pills like sweets, promising me relief. Just take the meds and everything will be fine, Belle – the meds, Belle, the meds. Everything will not be fine, and it never will be again. Justice is gone from the world. I have been wronged by Gabe, the man I loved most, and when I turned to others for backup, they sided with him because he’s a star. When I ran to my father for safety, he locked me up in his great big mansion and threw away the key. Now I...

The Trapped Daughter by Jay Kerk blitz with Xpresso Book Tours

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The Trapped Daughter Jay Kerk Publication date: September 12th 2020 Genres: Adult, Psychological Thriller Have you ever been trapped somewhere? I have. Have you ever found that the world does not believe you? I did. I have been betrayed by the people I trusted the most. They coil around me like snakes, lulling me with whispers about protection and safety and for your own good . They offer up pills like sweets, promising me relief. Just take the meds and everything will be fine, Belle – the meds, Belle, the meds . Everything will not be fine, and it never will be again. Justice is gone from the world. I have been wronged by Gabe, the man I loved most, and when I turned to others for backup, they sided with him because he’s a star. When I ran to my father for safety, he locked me up in his great big mansion and threw away the key. Now I drift like the ghost Gabe pretended I was, my bare feet tasting the coldness of rich tiles, my breath turning to ice. Gabe isn’t real, t...