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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.

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Her Training

The class president pulled a chair for Princess Amaya.  He was still young but he was already very tall at 183 centimeters.  His face was round and he looked like a typical Lireyan with high nose bridge and tanned skin. 

Amaya has a good impression of him because he was very gentlemanly.

They ordered food and while waiting,  they asked Amaya how she did her training on archery.

"I started using bows and arrows when I was three years old."  Amaya started.

"What?  Three years old?"  Ronaldo, the class president blurted out.

"Yes, three years old.  My Daddy Ibrahim made me a bow that  was just a foot long and blunt arrows.  I did my first hunt when I was four years old."

The young students' eyes were as wide as the saucers.  Even Julienne found it incredible that a four year old can already hunt.  But then Amaya's growing environment was different from theirs.