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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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Awaken Love – Part 2 

~ ASH ~

Lizbeth's face was a picture of stern resolve as she huffed like she was irritated.

"I didn't make those vows to make this legal," she muttered. "I wanted you. I want you. Ash… I am afraid. But I am not afraid of you. I only… I know how this goes. I do not want to bring my fear to you—you're my husband. I want you to be my husband in every way. But wait? No. Not if you're still determined to go to the Palace. I cannot… I cannot fathom losing you without having known you."

"You aren't going to lose me, Liz—"

"You don't know that!" she gave a little stamp of her foot, and in any other circumstance I would have smiled, might have laughed. Certainly would have teased her. But the tears pricking her eyes were real. Her shallow breath wasn't drawn out of desire. Yet she pressed herself against me.