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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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The Fiancee

"Charles, why aren't you in your room? I waited for a long time," said the blonde woman with black eyes as she sweetly hugged Charles' arms.

Charles, feeling a bit uneasy, quickly removed the young woman's hands from his arm and spoke in a hushed tone, "Mind your actions. We are in the elevator." As he glanced around, he noticed the young princess standing at the corner, seemingly observing both of them through the reflection of the mirror. Charles felt a sense of discomfort as their gazes locked for a fleeting second.

Princess Amaya's heart tightened with a familiar feeling as she looked at a woman flirting with a man before her. Memories tried to resurface, but she forced them out. She frowned and studied the blonde woman, wondering how she could shamelessly display her intimacy with her man in the elevator.