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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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Very Important Piece Of Him

"Cousin, what were you thinking when you removed your stiletto and snapped off the heels?" Tatiana who was sitting beside Zanzara asked in a loud voice. All eyes were trained on Amaya.

Tatiana saw photos of Amaya taking off her shoes and snapping the heels. Netizens were speculating why she did that. A lot commented on how cute she looked but others criticized her for being unladylike.

"I am not used to it and not comfortable. I am going to sprain my ankle." Amaya replied casually.

"Don't worry cousin. I'll teach you how to use a stiletto." She said looking in Amaya's direction but she was actually ogling at Marx.

"Thank you, Tatiana," Amaya answered in a friendly manner.

"And why did you cover your ears when you heard the band playing?" Tatiana asked innocently.

Amaya looked at her blankly. Marx pursed his lips into a thin line. He wanted to speak but Amaya beat him to it.