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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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Marriage Proposal

"Aya, who is going to be married off to the King of Ra-Iya?"  Marx casually asked as he aimed for the targets that were moving faster.  Both he and Amaya were shooting arrows at the same time.

"The proposal is for me,"  Amaya said casually.

The arrow that Marx released was so off track that it hit the tree branch that was half a meter taller than the target.

He faced Amaya with a somber look.  "What did you say?"

Amaya laughed when Marx missed the target.

"King Ralden wanted to marry the First Princess and that was me, but I did not agree.  Grandpa and Daddy Ibrarra also did not agree."

Marx heaved a sigh of relief.  He picked up another arrow and this time he hit the bullseye.

"However we will have dinner with him tonight.  I agreed to it to compensate for rejecting his marriage proposal."

"Didn't he has so many wives?  Why would he need one more?"  Marx narrowed his eyes as he released two consecutive arrows.