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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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Confessions and Questions – Part 5 

~ ZARA ~

I looked around the lavish hotel suites and shook my head. "Not only didn't tell me, apparently you were cashing in on it all. That's where the ideas for the books come from, right? I recognized the similarities between the last book and my 'dream' when I woke up in Arinel. But it wasn't similarities. It was you all along. Is that why you wrote the books? To tempt me there, or something? Did they put you up to that?"

Emory was gaping. "I have no idea what you're talking about.  The books… the books are just a money spinner. I did it for fun at first, when I was here, waiting to go back. But now they use it because it suits them. It's all about money in the end. Everything is. So when I hit a bestseller list they started helping me. Now… now whenever I come back I do a book."

"Whenever… how many times have you been back and forth?" I asked, incredulous."

Her lips twisted. "This last round was my third time."