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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 after some time, she did not emerge. Marx chuckled. How could a woman be in a jungle in the middle of nowhere?" He heard a growl from behind him, and before he could 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, coped 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 actresses in my country. *** Jan 2025. I finally had the chance to upload the characters' avatars. I hope you will love Amaya, Marx, and Ibrahim just as I loved bringing them to life.

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Marx Was Examined

After lunch, the Skylar family went to the 86th floor where the CEO's office was.  The Skylar Tower was one of the tallest buildings in Usturia.  It has a total of 88 floors.  Marx and Karl were living on the top floor during work days.  The floor below them was where the gym and swimming pool were.  It also has a bar where the siblings entertained their friends.

Hendrix Skylar wanted to meet his family to discuss Marx's plans so Marx led them to the executive board room.

"You were so busy with the affairs of the woman you picked up from that island that you did not have time to have a proper chat with us and you did not even have time to go for a physical check-up."  Hendrix scanned Marx's face.  He noted that he had a faint scar on his right forehead.

Hendrix called his assistant and whispered something in his ear.

"The scar on your forehead is that from the plane crash?"  His grandfather asked in a stern voice.