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
Imposter
~ ZARA ~
My head spun so badly and my breathing was so shallow, I felt like I might faint. But as Emory smiled into her cup and the other two murmured their interest and comparisons with other nations, I realized… Emory had saved me. She'd saved me from being shown up. And she'd given me a strategy for dealing with this if I hit the problem again.
I was so grateful, I wanted to cry.
And so suddenly aware just how easy it would be for me to reveal to anyone how little I knew of this place, or these nations. Just one unexpected question or, God forbid, a conversation with someone who'd actually visited the island, and I would be outed.
My ignorance of others could be taken for lack of intelligence. But if they asked about my own home and I couldn't answer?
They were going to think I was a spy.
David would think I was a spy.
Which was when it struck me just how much I was hiding from him… and we were talking about getting married.