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
Void of Threat
~ ZARA ~
Hearing someone speak that word at all brought a chill over my whole body. But hearing it come out of Ash's mouth, like it was a subject we discussed regularly. As if it was normal that we just talk about these people…
"You never talked to me about them before," I said starkly, starting across the floor towards the box.
I hadn't planned to just open it, but Ash acted like I was walking towards a bomb. He did that sweeping Defender thing where he slid himself between me and the danger, one arm back to keep me in place.
"Ash!"
"Zara, you don't know what they might—"
"It's really light. And if they sent me a pig heart or something, I'll just throw it away."
I pushed his arm aside and darted around him to pick it up. I knew if he'd really wanted to, he could have stopped me, so it was a bit of a relief when he just muttered and waited, watching as I picked the box up gingerly and turned it over in my hands.