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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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It Was Just A Dream

As Princess Amaya slowly opened her eyes, disappointment washed over her. She had dreamt of Marx—the man she loved—and it had felt so real. But now, as she looked around her empty room, she knew that it had just been a figment of her imagination.

In her dream, Marx had come to her bedside and stood silently, watching over her. Then, he leaned down and gave her a gentle kiss on the forehead and her lips. It felt so tender, loving, and real. But now, as she lay there alone, she knew it was just a dream. 

Amaya sat from the bed. Her heart was filled with longing. It has been two years. 'Marx, where are you? Are you really gone forever, just like my Daddy Ibrahim? But why do I feel that you are alive? But if you are, why did you not look for me? Why did you disappear?'