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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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Get Back The Island

"Since you are already here, come inside and take a seat.  Agatha serve the guests with tea."  The earl's old voice was amiable.

The three came inside.

"This is my eldest son, Artemio and that is my grandson.  They just arrived from Usturia today.  They are here for a vacation."

"This is Marx Skylar and the lady there is Princess Amaya."  Earl Anishton looked at Juliene, then Amaya.  His eyes were telling her to help him out.

"And this is my classmate, Julliene Green."

"So, Father, it is she whom you sold this island to?"  Artemio asked bitterly.

Amaya was dumbfounded to hear the sarcasm in his voice.  Marx took her hand and squeezed it gently.  It was his way of telling her to relax and not talk too much.

"Yes, Mr. Anishton.  Grandpa said that he cannot take care of this estate anymore and his children did not care so he sold it."

"Of course, we care!  That is our inheritance, how can you buy it?"  Artemio was furious.