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
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"Kissing?" I hissed at him. David blinked. "Kissing one man? You have ten—TEN—other women! TEN, David! And you were planning to sleep with them!"
He bristled. "I told you I wouldn't—"
"You told me you'd warn me before you did it! I hoped you wouldn't. I prayed you wouldn't—but you really think it doesn't cross my mind? You think I don't lay in bed at night wondering what those women are doing with you and to you and whether you're being honest with me? And you get angry with me for kissing one before I even met you?!"
Shadows clouded his eyes. "Because he is a suitor!"
"And yours aren't? Any one of those women would marry you tomorrow if you asked them, and you know it! And apparently they also signed up to jump into bed with you even without the proposal! You think that doesn't play on my mind? You think I don't compare how I measure against these women? Or wonder what will happen the day I've made you angry or—"