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Raised From The Wild

‘Am I hallucinating? Am I dying?’ Marx thought. Perhaps he was seeing visions because he was feverish and his head ached from the contusions he suffered during the crash. He blinked but the vision was still there. He saw a beautiful woman fully naked on the edge of the other side of the spring. Her slightly wavy hair with the color of copper cascaded freely down her slim waist. She raised her arms and dived cleanly into the water. Marx waited but she did not emerged from the water after sometime. Marx chuckled. “How could there be a woman in a jungle in the middle of nowhere?” He heard a growl from behind him and before he can react a big tiger pounced on him. The last thing he remembered was seeing four canines closing in and hearing a loud female voice shouting, “Khalil, stop!” … Discover how Amaya who grew up in the wild copes with the pressure and challenges of returning to the civilized world. Accompany her on her journey to find love, acceptance and recognition in the treacherous human world of betrayal and greed. *** The book cover is not mine. It is a photo of one of the most beautiful actress in my country.

Azalea_Belrose · Urban
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At The Palace

"What do I do with these?" Amaya was still holding the heels that she snapped off with ease from her shoes.

Marx gestured to the nearby guard and he took it from Amaya. Amaya dusted her hands to remove the soil. Marx handed her his handkerchief. She used that to wipe her hands and then she returned the handkerchief which Marx stuffed back into his pocket.

The crown prince was already waiting on the military truck and standing on the platform that was perched on top. The area where he and Amaya will be standing during the trip to the palace was enclosed in a bulletproof glass casing for their protection.

His jaw dropped when he saw what Amaya did.

Amaya walked faster and Marx has to increase his pace to catch up.

"Princess, a lot of people are watching. You need to walk with grace and elegance." Marx reminded her.

"But Daddy Ibarra looked impatient." She nevertheless lessened her pace and tried to walk gracefully.