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
Ready…
~ ZARA ~
I tipped my head back and released a bloodcurdling scream, panting a little bit after. My voice was growing hoarse. But that would only help them believe, I hoped.
Hildie nodded her approval. She still hadn't put that knife down, but she was picking at her nails with it now, and her tone in her questions had become more professional than threatening.
"Quickly, again. I don't want there to be too many long silences. Generally as people are tortured we increase the pressure, so the screams get more frequent until they stop."
I watched this woman with a mix of fascination and horror. She spoke so baldly about things like this—and just as baldly about her admiration for Stark, her devotion to David…
I knew if she would trust me, we could really appreciate each other. But frankly, she scared the shit out of me.
Hildie looked impatient and flapped a hand for me to scream again, which I did, adding a few shrieks and coughs at the end.