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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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Thank God

~ ZARA ~

Finally, we turned to find the wide, double-doors of the formal library ahead of us. The guards there opened the massive doors before we reached them so we could dart straight inside, then closed them with a thud behind us. Only then did Ash stop running.

We stood in the sitting area of the larger, formal library where I'd had to meet David for that first official one-on-one. A massive fireplace to my right, the long couch in front of me, and the several alcoves, chairs, and corners scattered around.

There were passages out of this room, I knew—I even remembered how to open that first one he'd shown me. But I didn't say anything. I didn't think anyone else knew.

But then I realized the room was empty. There'd been so many men and so much movement since we walked into the royal wing, but here… only the flames crackled and danced.