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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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Did You Sleep With Him?

After dinner, Amaya sent a message to Marx.

Amaya: I am bored. Can we look at the stars?

Marx: Alright. Let's meet at the fountain at the entrance of the palace.

Amaya did not waste any more time and went out of her room. Lilia, a personal maid assigned to her who was watching outside the door asked. "My princess, where are you going?"

"I'm going to look at the stars. Do you know of a place where I can get a full view of the sky?"

Lilia stared at her blankly. She was not sure what the princess wants.

"You can try the front lawn, my princess." Lilia was unsure of her answer. "Or the North Garden."

Amaya went to the front of the palace where the fountain was. It was more beautiful at night because of the effects of the lighting. A spotlight was focused on the sculpture of the first king of Lireya. His features were similar to that of her father.

"Have you waited for long?" A deep voice sounded from behind Amaya.