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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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Schemes!

The warning, however, was too late. Marx crashed into a soft wall. He heard a cry before he fell on his back and landed on a soft body.

Before he came back to his senses, he felt two soft arms hugging him tight. He quickly unfastened the arms and rolled to the right. As he expected, it was Phoebe. He stood up.

"Sorry, I did not see you. Are you alright?" he asked in a concerned voice. It was his fault, after all. He extended his hand to help her up.

Phoebe was delighted. She happily took Marx's hand and let him pull her up.

She landed on dried leaves, so her body had no serious injury apart from her exposed upper arms that reddened. However, she acted as if she was seriously injured.

"My back hurts." She said pitifully.

"Are you alright, Phoebe?" Dave, who had just gotten out of the water, hurried to them. Liza and Margaret followed right behind him.

"She said that her back hurts," Marx repeated Phoebe's words.