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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
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Sleeping Together

Amaya shifted and turned her body away from Marx, her back was facing him.

Marx moved closer to her and sniffed her hair.  He liked the floral scent of her hair.  He run his hand through her hair and he liked the silky softness of it.  He wanted to hug her and nestle her on his chest but he was afraid that he would wake her up.  He just contented himself with snuggling close to her.  His hands were slightly clenched on his side.

Amaya woke up at dawn.  She turned on to her side and found herself face to face with Marx.  He was sleeping deeply.  He looked very relaxed.  The bonfire outside gave off a crackling sound as fire consumed the logs and the branches. 

Amaya studied Marx's face in the flickering light.  She could not see clearly but she could feel his hot breath on her face.