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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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Crossing The Finish Line

Ava's voice was filled with urgency as she inquired, "Brother, what are you waiting for? Do you have the Dean of Sports' contact number?" Her eyes remained fixed on the athletes as they prepared to take their marks for the 800-meter dash on the oval field.

Ren responded quickly, "I am already sending him a message," as he hurried to get the message out.

"Do you think he will believe you?" Ava was skeptical.

"Definitely. I have included a screenshot of the unencrypted conversation between those two individuals. The Duke is a smart person. He should be able to figure it out."

Ava's voice quivered as she asked, "How about Uncle Vasquez and the other guards? Have you informed them?" Fear crept into her eyes, turning them a fiery red. Suddenly, a silvery thread shot out from the tips of her right hand, weaving intricate cobwebs that spread across her monitor.