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
Break of Dawn
~ ZARA ~
I wasn't aware of falling asleep, only of waking up in the early, cool light of dawn rising outside the windows while the shadows inside were still dark and dim.
I was immediately angry about the time missed with David. I hadn't intended to sleep at all. But here we were.
I was facing away from him, but David had fallen asleep spooning me, his arm around my waist, holding me to him. The weight of it a simple comfort. I'd slept in the curve of his chest, his arm under my neck and now it felt wonderful to realize this was my future. Soon… soon waking like this would be normal. Instead of a shivering surge of delight because I could feel him behind me, his skin against my skin, I'd wake with a mind turned to other things because this would be normal.
Though I hoped—I prayed—I'd never lose the joy of being close to him.
David's chest rose and fell slowly against my back in the deep breathing of sleep.