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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.

Azalea_Belrose · 现代言情
分數不夠
412 Chs

Never Too Late

Danella's contorted grimace reflected her inner turmoil, but she felt powerless to confront her father.

"As you wish, Father," she said reluctantly.

"Good girl," Ibarra patted her on the shoulder before he turned around to continue discussing the matter with the ministers and court officials.

"Your Highness, the first princess's birth certificate has already been amended." Lawyer Baler took the chance to speak to the prince when there were fewer people in the banquet hall. "Are you sure that you also want to update Princess Amaya's genealogy in the history of Lireya?"

Prince Ibarra slowly nodded, his mind heavy with the weight of his decision. Rumors about Amaya's parentage had circulated when Marx first brought her from the distant island, but he and his father had never confirmed them. Intriguing inscriptions on some of the jewelry displayed in Ibrahim's Museum had been hastily covered up, seen by only a select few.