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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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If you like music while you read, try "Astronomical" by SVRCINA. It's been one of David and Zara's songs since the beginning!

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~ DAVID ~

I hadn't spoken the words to anyone, ever. Had barely let myself think them. Hadn't even admitted to the fear. No one else had seen the photographs. By the time I knew Erik could get over to that world, I'd known too much and been too afraid. I had only asked him to tell me about the technology so I could understand if the images were real.

But in truth, it didn't matter whether they were or not. What mattered was whether Raymond was telling the truth about them using magic on Zoe—and whether or not my parents had done the same.

I was hopeful, of course, that they hadn't. In any moment I'd actually allowed myself to think about it, it was the way I'd soothed my own fear.

Of course they hadn't. They had to have been worried about the power. They wouldn't have used it on me…