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
How Did This Happen?
~ ZARA ~
We fell asleep spooning. It was my favorite way to cuddle.
And the sweetest thing was, I naturally curled up on my side to sleep. David, one heavy arm thrown over my waist, curled himself around me, so his breath eased over my shoulder, his body warmed me from behind, his knees bent into the back of mine and our feet were tangled together.
We slept.
I hadn't meant to—and in fact, something registered in my mind, a deep desire not to miss any time with him. I was sucked out of sleep and back to consciousness after a short time, heart still beating a touch too fast, skin still thrumming because as I'd slipped into sleep, I'd been dreaming, replaying that incredible lovemaking in my mind.
David's breath was low and even. He was asleep. And even though that made me ache a little, I stayed still, didn't move, let him rest. He hadn't been getting enough sleep for weeks—probably for most of his life. I could let him take half an hour now.