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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 · Fantasia
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~ ZARA ~

It was impossible. Yet, there she was.

Her hair was shorter and more modern, and her skin looked a little more freckled. But her mannerisms were exactly the same. I blinked and blinked and blinked. But she didn't disappear.

I knew that graceful hand that reached for the next book, and the eye that winked at the reader who was gushing…

I recognized that smile.

And even though I couldn't hear it now, I knew the voice that was greeting the people in line and giving instructions to the guy in a suit who stood over her like a bodyguard.

I shook my head, but there was no denying it.

"Emory?!"

Emory was here… and she was an author?!

"Emma Lee."

I blinked and took a moment to refocus. The woman who'd been in the line before me was smiling apologetically. "Her name is Emma Lee. I just… I think if you're here she'll probably expect you to know that."

What the fuck?