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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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Oh Brother, My Brother - Part 1

~ DAVID ~

I tore through the hall to our bedroom suite, ignoring the salutes of the guards as I pushed into my room, then through to my private study.

Erik stood in the middle of the floor and turned to face me like I'd startled him. Or like he was afraid of me.

He hadn't looked at me like he was afraid of me… ever.

I stopped in my tracks, drinking in the sight of him, relief pouring through me like water in my veins.

"Erik!" I breathed.

He gave me an uncertain smile. "Surprise…" he said weakly.

I rushed around the couch to where he stood and threw myself at him, hugging him to my chest, tears pinching my eyes, especially when he stopped balking and let his head rest on my shoulder and his arms tightened around me.

We both stood that way for some time, thumping each other's backs, neither of us speaking, swallowing, breathing deeply to push through the emotion.