Raised by Jezebel
About
I was touched too soon, taught too little, and trained by spirits I never invited.
Raised by the streets. Raised by lust. Raised by Jezebel.
This isn’t just a story—it’s a survival guide.
It’s what happens when a broken boy becomes a grown man still bleeding in secret.
When lust disguises itself as love, when ego performs like strength, and when soul ties feel like home.
But this book isn’t about staying stuck.
It’s about exposing what touched you, evicting what haunted you, and becoming who God wrote before the trauma tried to rewrite you.
From molestation and sexual addiction to pride, perversion, and the generational grip of Jezebel—this is my full confession, my courtroom testimony, and my call to the men still pretending they’re okay.
To the leaders who lay hands but haven’t healed.
To the fathers raising children while still wounded sons.
To the women who’ve been broken by broken men.
You need this book if you’re tired of pretending.
Tired of performing.
Tired of watching Jezebel win.
You’re not too dirty.
You’re not too late.
And you’re not too far gone.
Read this book.
Then go get your freedom.
Praise for this book
This is not just a book—it’s a mirror, a scalpel, and a war cry.
In Raised by Jezebel, Derick Blakes doesn’t hold back. He delivers a raw, unfiltered, soul-splitting testimony that reads like a spiritual exorcism and a survival manual for anyone who’s ever battled sexual strongholds, childhood trauma, or the generational spirit of confusion masquerading as culture.
Blakes dares to say what most won’t. He exposes what many try to bury under church suits and catchy sermons. With brutal honesty and spiritual precision, he pulls back the curtain on the Jezebel spirit—not as folklore, not as some distant Bible character—but as a very present, very destructive force that seduces men into silence, shame, and cycles of dysfunction.
This isn’t a book for the faint of heart. It’s for the wounded. The bound. The ones who almost didn’t make it. It’s for the man who knows how to shout in church but still cries in secret. It’s for the woman who’s been collateral damage in a war she didn’t start. It’s for anyone ready to stop pretending and start healing—for real, for good.
Blakes writes like a man who bled on the page. Every paragraph drips with conviction, clarity, and the anointing of someone who’s been in the pit and made it out alive—not polished, but purified.
Raised by Jezebel doesn’t just confront demonic strongholds—it disarms them with truth, humility, and holy fire.
Read this with a Bible in one hand and a journal in the other. And don’t be surprised when the Holy Spirit starts unpacking rooms in your soul you forgot were even locked.
This book isn’t safe.
It’s sacred.
And it’s long overdue.