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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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412 Chs

Defeated!

The figure clad in a flowing blue robe descended from the platform, in just two swift steps. He swept the vase off the small coffee table nestled in the corner.

"Damn! How could he still be arrogant and leave just like that? And why did he leave?" He screamed like a shrew.

He removed the ornate royal blue robe, revealing his head full of silver hair and his wrinkled face. He appeared older than the general who had just left. His gaze darkened as it fell upon the discarded, luxurious, and highly decorated robe on the floor.

He donned that robe to show his status as a faction leader of the Dark Phoenix. His robe was embroidered with a red phoenix on the front of the hood and at the back. The edges of the robe were decorated with decorative gold braiding.

Yet, even with the opulence of his garment and the old general kneeling, why did he still feel that Rui exuded a more dignified aura?