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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 after some time, she did not emerge. Marx chuckled. How could a woman be in a jungle in the middle of nowhere?" He heard a growl from behind him, and before he could 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, coped 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 actresses in my country. *** Jan 2025. I finally had the chance to upload the characters' avatars. I hope you will love Amaya, Marx, and Ibrahim just as I loved bringing them to life.

Azalea_Belrose · 现代言情
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435 Chs
#WEAKTOSTRONG
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#PRINCESS

Princess, You Are Back!

"I ordered this from a company in Usturia," Marx replied nonchalantly.

The general was disappointed. Usturia was so far away. It they ordered from there, then it would be very expensive.

Amaya ate her breakfast quickly and went to where the horses were.

"We have to hurry back to the hunting ground. I need to reach there before 10:00 am otherwise I am out of the game."  Amaya mounted Artemis without difficulty.

Marx was about to mount Apollo when General Maza approached him.

"Can I ride this horse back to the Hunting Ground?"

Marx frowned. A few soldiers surrounded him looking at him with hostility. He realized that the general was not asking for his permission.

"Sure. If you can ride him, then feel free."  Marx kept his voice polite. 

Vasquez stole a glance at his boss and he knew that he was furious.