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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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Jace remained calm.  As a professional and one of the most sought-after psychiatrists, he knew how to handle such situations.  What Marx was seeing now excited him.  In an induced state, he might suffer a heart attack so Jace, with his voice, guided Marx to wake up from his sleep.

"Why do I feel like I am exhausted?  Shouldn't I feel relaxed?"  Marx asked while frowning.  When he looked at his grandfather, he was surprised to see that his eyes were red.  His father also had a somber expression on his face.  Only the Psychiatrist looked relaxed and was wearing a gentle smile.

"That's a normal reaction, Marx.  You should rest early tonight."  Jace looked at Marx with interest.  "I am really curious about what you saw in the waterfalls that made your heart beat erratically.  If I was not afraid that you will go into cardiac arrest, I should have continued.  So what did you see?"

The corner of Marx's lips curved lightly.  "I saw my angel."