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
Under the Thumb
~ ZARA ~
"…you do not need to worry, I will always have someone close by, Zara. Anytime you're in need of assistance, you can simply speak to your Defender, or one of the others. We'll make certain that they make themselves known to you. Of course, you can always just dream yourself out too. And if at any point you believe the King becomes suspicious, I would encourage you to do that. We have monitors back at home. We'll know if you come back."
I blinked. "You have… monitors? On my apartment?"
He shrugged. "Don't be angry. As your father I needed to make sure you were safe. I receive reports from our agents there every month on your movements and… your very boring existence to this point." Then he smiled. "Things are about to get a lot more interesting, Zara."
"I'm sure they are," I said faintly. "But I don't know this world. If I'm supposed to leave already—"