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THE CHOICE: My King or My Knight?

[COMPLETE] When Zara walked in on her boyfriend sleeping with another woman, she cursed God for the lack of good men in this miserable, modern world. Then she woke up in a romantic land of honorable Knights and the Royal Court. There, Zara is stunned to find herself one of eighteen women called The Select, from which the handsome, powerful King will choose his bride. She finds the magnetic King compelling. But her dashing Knight Defender has declared his love—and vows to save her from certain death: Tradition requires every woman in the Select who is not the King’s chosen bride to be executed to cover her family’s shame. Yet, the King is also making his intention to win Zara clear. None of this would matter if it was just a dream. But Zara is soon forced to accept that this is no fantasy. Which means each man—and his love—is real. And this world is a deadly nightmare. As the tension between the two men grows, Zara must make a choice. But how can a woman choose between a powerful King and a deadly Knight? Especially when either would kill to keep her? Are you #TeamKing or #TeamKnight? COVER IMAGE: Copyright (c) 2023 Author AimeeLynn

AimeeLynn · Fantasy
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A Dreadful Night – Part 1

~ ZARA ~

I was almost out of the ballroom when Ash caught up to me, obviously more delayed by the crowds, trying to navigate his bulk through them.

But then he fell in alongside me, tense and prowling, like a lion.

"Zara? What's going on?"

"Nothing. I just… I need quiet. I need… I need to go back to my rooms."

Ash nodded, though his jaw was tight. I took his offered arm, though both of us were tense about it, and then we were walking.

Yet, it didn't ease my dread when we made it to the wide hallways on the other side of the ballroom to find them almost empty.

Ash spoke with the guards that were outside and made certain we were escorted through the halls, the murmur and hum of the gathering fading behind us until the space was so silent as we started up the stairs that I could hear my own breathing.