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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 True Culprit

The man gently touched the face of the Princess on the screen of his phone. He breathed deeply and an agonized look appeared in his eyes. He closed his eyes and when he opened them again, his orbs were expressionless.

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In a luxurious suite at the Celestial Hotel, directly across from Alpha University, Adelle Black flung a teacup at the maid attending to her. The delicate porcelain connected with the young woman's forehead, causing blood to flow from the sizable wound. Despite the pain and shock, the maid did not make a sound, instead using her trembling hand to apply pressure and staunch the bleeding.

She screamed, "Get your ugly face out of this room," and was about to hurl the glass, but the maid bolted out of the room as fast as she could.

"I can't believe it. How could she escape unscathed!" She picked up the phone that she threw on the carpet and dialed a number.