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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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Don’t Leave Me 

~ ZARA ~

"I'm coming with you."

David's eyes shadowed. "No, Zara. You can't. You absolutely can't." There wasn't an ounce of uncertainty in his tone. He'd gone… cold.

I stared at him, horrified.

"David… what's going on? What aren't you telling me?"

"It's not that I'm hiding secrets, Zara. It's that… I don't know who to trust."

"Trust me!"

"Because you say so?" He hissed, suddenly venomous in a way I'd never seen him before. "Because you, the self-admitted daughter of the King of the Physicists tells me I should?!"

"David, I'm not just his daughter, I'm your wife. I love you—"

"And you lied to me."

"I didn't know!"

"So you say—but how do I know? Tell me, Zara?! How can I know?"

He'd taken me by the arms and leaned in, his eyes blazing and teeth gritted. He was frantic, pleading. And I saw his fear then. His utter terror.