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
Fleeing Feelings
~ ZARA ~
Churning, roiling dread in my stomach. Tightness in my chest.
No.
No.
But then the images of David on that couch, letting Emory crawl into his lap and my tears wanted to return and that couldn't be what God would choose for me either, right?
Turning away from Ash because it was just way too uncomfortable to look at him, I slid back the covers and got out of bed to go shower.
Work. I hated it, but the truth was, it was saving my life. It got me out of bed five days a week and for the hours that I was there I could rely on being distracted. And if I needed anything right now, it was time when my brain wasn't twisting around memories and the ache of things I couldn't have.
Yet, as I went through the motions of getting ready and making myself professional, the uneasy feeling in my stomach wouldn't lift. As if I was nervous about something bad. As if I knew something bad was happening and I couldn't avoid it.