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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 · Fantasi
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A Dreadful Night – Part 2

~ DAVID ~

I was already tugging off my cravat as I finally walked into my rooms, preparing to go to Zara. I could barely think, I was so angry and scared.

He'd had an hour to fill her head with lies.

I'd considered going to her without changing, but by now she would be in her nightclothes, and I hoped… God, I prayed that we could rest together.

I didn't want to return to her as King, but as her husband, so after yanking off my jacket, then struggling with trembling fingers on the first two buttons of my shirt, I cursed and just tore the fucking thing off and started on the buttons of my trousers. My man had already left the long, linen tunic and trousers I preferred for sleep out in preparation to dress me. My robe hung in the wardrobe. I'd be to her room in moments—

"Fighting words, brother? What's under your skin?"