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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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Doting On Her

Fiona looked at Marx as he scooped the peeled shrimps in anticipation. However, Marx placed them on Amaya's plate.

Fiona's face turned ugly. Her manager and assistant who were sitting opposite looked at her with concern.

"Thank you." Amaya turned to Marx and smiled at him. "There are too many of them. Three pieces should be enough. You can give the rest to Miss Miley." Amaya said gently and pushed the plate of peeled shrimp to Fiona.

Fiona was fuming. 'Does she think that I will accept her leftover?' She gave her a forced smile. "It is okay, Princess. I am allergic to shrimp." 

Julienne who previously saw her looking at Marx peeling the shrimp with anticipation raised an eyebrow and smirk.

"Oh, it is a pity. This restaurant is famous for its shrimp. This one is cooked in garlic, butter, and sprite." Amaya used her fork to pick a piece of shrimp and placed it into her mouth.