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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 · Fantasía
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[Bonus chapter] All the Logic, None of the Sense

~ STARK ~

Hildie rolled her eyes to heaven, as if pleading for strength. "Of course, there's no possible way I could watch over my people without your fiercely masculine and very unemotional presence to support."

"That was not what I meant at all."

"Oh really?"

"Really! I came to assist you, not check up on you. I wouldn't have put you in this position if I didn't believe you could be trusted with it!" I growled, the frustration of the past few days rising to flames in my chest. "For fuck's sake, Hildie, every step I take is not a conspiracy to underestimate you! I would have done the same—for different reasons—for a new barracks full of young men, as well."

She leaned back against the tree, just like she had with the wall in the bar and folded her arms, her eyes narrowing. "You really believe that, don't you?"

"Believe what? That I patrol young soldiers to ensure they're acting as they should? Yes!"