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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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439 Chs

Bind Myself to You – Part 1 

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~ STARK ~

When Voss got past his shock at my sudden declaration, he was beaming and took hold of my arm, clapping my shoulder with his free hand.

"Very happy for you, Sir. And I'd be honored to witness your vows."

It was a grief that there would be no romance for my wife, no flower arches or royal gardens. But I prayed that, like me, it was the union she anticipated, more than the experience of achieving it.

I kept telling myself that, but it didn't truly soothe my nerves until Hildie returned half an hour later, her travel bag thrown over one shoulder, and her cheeks pink with heat because she'd clearly been running.

She dropped the bag just inside the door and rushed to me. I took her hands and pulled her over to the window, while Voss gave us a few moments while he went to the records room to write up a marriage certificate.