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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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Hostaged!

Before she could utter the word "bomb," her bag exploded. The mini bomb sent a sharp shock wave through the air, and Grace felt an excruciating pain all over her body. She was lying on the floor covered in blood, and she became a mangled flesh. She could not hear a thing other than the ringing in her ears.

Grace felt that her life was ebbing away, and through her blurring vision, she saw Sophie running toward her.

"Sophie... help me. I don't want .. to ..die." She spoke with difficulty. She did not know if Sophie heard her or if she reached her side because she stopped breathing. She died with her eyes wide open, gazing in the direction where Sohpie was.