What is it With Bloody Men E-Book

Maggie K. McLean-Crowther

• Herausgeber: novum premium Verlag
• Kategorie: Gesellschafts- und Liebesromane
• Sprache: Englisch
• Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2022

Seitenzahl: 48

Beschreibung

Are you an attractive male or female who loves life but has a tendency to fall for the wrong man? Maybe you'll pick up some pointers on what the warning signs are when it comes to men. This is a true story about a hunk named Bobby and a gorgeous bus driver Lucifer. It's a definite all night page turner so you'll need lots of coffee. Maggie K. McLean-Crowther, although this is her first book, will also have you in stitches when she writes with great skill and humour about devastatingly sexy and charming men who bamboozle women repeatedly. Just a taste to whet your appetite: Bobby, the author's first husband's favourite trick was to throw her onto the bed; put a pillow over her face, beat her badly and then rape her! Don't hesitate for a moment. Buy this book now. You're in for a wild ride!

Leseprobe

CONTENTS

IMPRINT 2

DEDICATION 3

PART 1 4

PART 222

MY JOURNAL 26

IMPRINT

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© 2022 novum publishing

ISBN print edition: 978-3-99130-079-3

ISBN e-book: 978-3-99130-080-9

Editor: Hugo Chandler, BA

Cover images: Maggie K. McLean-Crowther

Cover design, layout & typesetting:novum publishing

www.novum-publishing.co.uk

DEDICATION

To the incredible R.A.C who gave me strength,

guidance and love to carry on.

ALSO, to my two beautiful children

I love you all so much.

PART 1

THIS IS ABOUT MY EX-HUSBAND AND WHAT I WENT THROUGH. WE WERE ONLY MARRIED FOR LESS THAN THREE YEARS.

IF THIS PART UPSETS YOU THEN I APOLOGISE.

I JUST NEED PEOPLE TO KNOW THAT YOU ARE NOT ALONE.

SERIOUSLY, I MEAN WHAT IS IT ABOUT BLOODY MEN THAT DRIVES US CRAZY

Whether it be a friend, partner, lover,

husband or even a family member.

They can be so infuriating at times.

One minute they can be allgrumpyandmoodyand the next they act like a TWELVE-YEAR-OLD.

They can also be loving and tender and then it’s like someone flicking a switch and they act as if they are on aperiod.

I mean talk about mood swings! They talk about women being on periods butoh my God!

Is it that they don’t get enough sex or is it that they get too much of a good thing so they need a bloody goodsmack?

I mean come on, is it just me or is there a majority of us thinking exactly the same thing. There is no middle ground with men.

When they get in aSTROP, they dig their heels into the ground or worse they throw their teddy out of the cot. The worst part is they make us feel as though it’s ourfault!I mean grow up already! They act like suchdickheads!

It’s us who get the brunt of it and at the end of the daywe stand there and take their shit. Why?I have no idea.

It could be because of the way we were brought up. Seriously, if you met my mum you would run for the hills. She is so scary and that’s putting it nicely. I mean evenSatanwouldn’t mess with her. I hear you laugh but it’s so true - but that’s another story.

I hope my book gives you some of the answers; as long as you know that it’s not your fault.

The names in this book have been changed for legal reasons.

BOBBY

LET ME TAKE YOU BACK TO NINETEEN NINETY NINE

I was pregnant and I was getting married to a nice guy named Bobby. He was tall, slim but muscular with nice blue eyes that could melt your heart. He was older than me by a few years but that didn’t bother me.

Before I married Bobby, his whole family told me not to marry him. To be honest, I thought they were a bit weird but even on my wedding day my dad told me not to marry him. However, I didn’t listen; I was getting married and that was that as I was in love with this guy.

After being married for a couple of months, bearing in mind that I was still pregnant, and we both worked, things started to change with Bobby. It was as though someone had flicked a switch because he went from being this lovely guy to this MONSTER.

He told me I was getting fat and it wasn’t because I was pregnant. He told me I was looking old and haggard, that I was wearing old baggy clothes and that I was unattractive; all this in a day.

I thought he was just having a bad day at work so I let it go even though he had upset me, but later he gave me a hug and kiss and apologized.

After a couple of weeks, I decided to give up work as I was due to give birth in a couple of months and I was already feeling tired and drained all the time, plus the doctor told me that my iron level was very low.

That night, I could hear myself screaming when suddenly, I realized that I was being dragged off the bed by my hair and someone was yelling at me, but I couldn’t hear what was being said. I thought that I was having a nightmare until I heard a thud. That thud was me being thrown to the floor. When my eyes got back into focus, I knew it wasn’t a nightmare, it was really happening. The person who threw me off the bed onto the floor was my HUSBAND.

When he stopped yelling, he walked out of our bedroom. I can remember sitting there trying to work out what had just happened. After I stopped crying, panic went into me as I was still pregnant and all I could think about was:

‘HAVE I LOST MY CHILD?’

I got up steadying myself. I went to the bathroom to see if I was bleeding. Thankfully, I wasn’t, so I washed my face and got dressed; as even though there was no blood, I had to be sure that my child was okay, so I decided that I was going to the hospital just to be sure.

You see before Bobby and I got married I was pregnant with a son AJ, but unfortunately, I lost him, and I didn’t want to go through another miscarriage.

So, I was scared that this child I was carrying had died.

I went into the living room to tell Bobby that I was going to the hospital but before I could he stood up and walked towards me. I must admit I did get a bit scared. The next thing I knew he put his arms around me and kissed the top of my head and he apologized.

He whispered in my ear and spoke …

“Katie, I love you and I’m sorry. You didn’t deserve it. You are special to me, forgive me.”

I smiled and said, “Of course I forgive you.”