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
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~ ZARA ~
"Mom?" I breathed again, sounding like a child. I hadn't seen her in years. She looked… more refined here than she had at home. Richer. More dignified—because she was wearing a dress, I realized. I wasn't sure I'd ever seen her in a dress before.
Her hair had the odd gray strand sprinkled through it now and she'd lost some weight, but her eyes were still pinched the way they always had been.
With a gesture towards me to be quiet, she looked back out into the hall, then carefully closed the door, muttering something under her breath, then she turned to face me and clasped her hands at her waist.
"Zara," she said breathlessly. "This is a surprise."
I gaped at her. "A surprise?!" I spluttered. "We're in a different fucking world, Mom. And you're saying it's a surprise?"
Mom's lips pressed thin. "I know this is a bit of a shock. But please keep your voice down. I'd like the chance to speak with you before—"