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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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Accident

"There is nothing fun about riding a carousel.  It is not even half as fun as riding a real horse."  Amaya complained.

Marx chuckled.  "Maybe it is because we are old and this stuff is for small children." 

The carousel was still in motion but Amaya got off from the horse.  Marx also got off from his horse and assisted Amaya.

Amaya looked at the little boy who wanted her horse earlier.  "You want this horse?"  The little boy nodded.

Amaya, lifted the boy and put her on the horse.  The boy laughed happily.  The father who was angry earlier and wanted to teach Marx a lesson was smiling and thanked Amaya.  Only then, did he realize who the woman was.

"Princess Amaya, it is you!"  The father's voice trembled.  He was glad that he has not carried out his plan of teaching Marx a lesson by tripping him the moment he got off from the horse.  Wouldn't he invite trouble for himself.