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
What’s Mine is Yours
~ ZARA ~
It was stupid how giddy I felt when Abigail and the nurses cleared the room because they'd received word that David was on his way.
I'd insisted on sitting up in bed because I wanted to look him in the eye, not lay there like I was some pathetic sack of flesh. The reality was I'd slept more than I would have thought possible the day before, and even though my leg hurt, it was only when I moved, and it didn't steal my breath like it had the day before.
I was getting better, and I wanted David to see that.
Hell, I just wanted to see David.
When he walked into the room, he looked stern and scanned the place to make sure no one else was there. When he realized that we were alone, his expression lightened. He closed the door quietly behind him, then hurried across the floor towards me, a basket under one arm.
"David, I'm so glad you're—"
He reached my bed and took my face in his free hand, leaning down to kiss me deeply.