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
Making Hay
I grimaced because even that little effort of laughing hurt. I rolled my eyes at my pathetic self, then tried to sit up straighter in my saddle, groaning a little.
Emory made a face. "I'm sorry you're having such a difficult time, Zara, truly."
"It's fine. It's my own fault for not just calling in sick. In my defense, I didn't know the ride was three hours each way."
Emory giggled. "Could you imagine his face if you had begged off? 'I'm very sorry. Your Royal Snackness, but I simply cannot ride today.'"
I coughed at the idea of referring to David as a snack—but I couldn't fault her logic.
"He is lickable," I murmured, lowering my voice and turning to make sure Ash was far enough back not to hear. "And those shoulders."
Emory giggled. "I see you aren't unaffected by our King's... assets."
"I'd love to get my hands on his assets any day of the week—Oh! Hi, Ash!"