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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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There’s a Good Dog

"…Yes," David was saying to the old soldier. "It's been quite a week."

"It must be a fabulous treat to have all this time with so many beautiful women, though." The old man said kindly, with a wink at Lizbeth, who turned a pretty pink.

I waited for a glance from David, a small cough, a gesture—anything to indicate he thought of me when another man mentioned knowing beautiful women. But there was nothing. He didn't hesitate, or look at any of us—he only smiled handsomely and nodded. "Yes, it's been wonderful."

I wasn't sure what I expected, how I thought he might communicate to me privately in such close quarters with others, but… I did. And the fact that he bunched us all together… that hurt.

"And I hear you enjoyed the ride? A bit of drama there at the end, though, ay?" the soldier said with a solemn frown.

"Yes, it was a lovely ride—and a lovely time with all my ladies," David said… and looked at Roselind of all people.