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 Serpent Among Us
~ ZARA ~
I'd lost sight of Stark, I didn't know how he was going to get on the stage. And at the rate I was going, it would take an hour to get up there myself.
Tears of frustration pricked my eyes and I cursed—and prayed.
He can't do this. He can't put himself in their hands like this… she might be one of them, and even if she's not… he's mine. He's already broken, please… please!
I was scanning the wall of people in front of me looking for any way through and beginning to consider trying to storm the steps at the side despite the fact there were four guards there, when I spied a massive man a few feet to my left. He was tall, but it was his sheer size that caught my attention—and apparently the attention of those around him, because while everyone else was plastered to each other's sides and backs, there were a couple inches of space around him. As if no one wanted to take the risk of touching him.