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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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Pity Me

The hum of voices rose behind us as we stormed out of the Banquet Hall. But I was only a few doors down the hallway, Ash hovering at my shoulder silently, when the deep voice rose behind me.

"Lady Zara!"

I jerked to a halt and turned to find David hurrying down the hallway towards us. My stomach twisted until I really did wonder if I was going to throw up what I'd eaten. His face was blank, and he was coming to talk to me away from the others—but with Ash there.

We waited for him to approach. He received Ash's salute, then turned to me.

"Don't worry about Stark," he said quietly. "He is… protective of me. That's all."

"So am I."

David went still. To my horror it was Ash who spoke.

"You left her hanging out there like a torn flag," he growled.

David's eyes flashed when he cut his gaze to the man who was my Defender in more ways than one.

"You do not know the dynamics at play today."