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
The Smiling King
"Your cheeks are growing hot, Zara." David's voice was deep, but warm.
"Because you're touching me and I'm not sure how to feel about it."
"Do you want me to stop? I will." He paused, his knuckles just grazing under the point of my chin. My body almost clenched with the sudden rush of no!
"I… I don't think so. Not yet."
That single brow arched again, hearing both the encouragement, and the implied threat. But he started moving again and my heart hammered with a heady combination of fear and thrill as he opened those fingers, and watched himself drag the back of them down the line of my neck until he met my collarbones, just above the wide, boatneck bodice Abigail had decided on for today.
I froze.
"I believe we were discussing the language of touch." He stared at his own fingers against my skin. "Touch that is tantalizing, that walks the line but doesn't cross it… that is a question," he whispered.