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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 she did not emerged from the water after sometime. Marx chuckled. “How could there be a woman in a jungle in the middle of nowhere?” He heard a growl from behind him and before he can 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 copes 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 actress in my country.

Azalea_Belrose · Urbano
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A Grand Welcome

A stylist helped Aryana change into a traditional Lireyan gown. Her beautiful brown locks stood out when they were twisted in a sophisticated chignon low bun instead of the usual updo hairstyle where the bun is gathered on the top of the head. A few strands of her slightly wavy hair were left freely hanging to frame her oval and symmetrical face. The stylist cut the length of the strands so they perfectly hugged the side of her face. A small tiara was perched on top of her head.

"You are the most beautiful princess I have ever seen in Lireya." The stylist complimented her.

"Thank You!" Amaya replied politely.