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
Snake in the Grass – Part 2
~ ZARA ~
I swallowed the lump of potato in my mouth and almost choked. I was shaking my head and drinking water, holding one finger up to my father to ask him to wait, mentally scrambling. By the time I'd stopped choking, I could only speak hoarsely, but at least I got it out.
"It's a symbol in our world," I rasped. "They use it in medical stuff sometimes."
He nodded. "I'm surprised you're familiar with it."
"It was on a video game I played," I lied, keeping my eyes down on my plate and doing my best to sound like it wasn't important.
Dad nodded and we both ate another mouthful before he spoke. "Well, in any case, keep an eye out for those symbols. Whoever reveals them will likely be an asset to you—especially the caduceus."
"Why that one in particular?"
"Because it's the symbol of my house. Of you, actually. Of our family line," he said lightly, as if it was nothing.
I stared at him and he stared back, chewing slowly.