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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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The Father and Daughter

The driver was stunned when he saw a young girl rush out to meet the car.  He tried hard to hit the brake but there was really no time.

"What are you waiting for?  Get out and check."  The man wearing a cold expression at the back shouted.

The driver hurriedly got out of the car.  Jack Qin felt stuffy inside the car so he decided to take a look.

The young woman was lying with her back on the ground.  The girl was unconscious and her right hand was clutching the locket of her necklace.  The driver hurriedly called an ambulance. 

Jack Qin thought that the girl looked familiar.  He came nearer and squatted beside her.  Half of her face was covered by her black hair.  He swept away the hair from her face and he froze.  She looked like a replica of his first wife.  He gently unclasped her hand and looked at the locket that nestled on her chest.  His hand trembled as he opened the locket.