Why choose just one if she can have them all?
Princess Katrinetta is about to embark on her Choosing, a time when every province in Yewforia will select one man to send to Castle Wrenbrook where he will have the opportunity to show his value to the beautiful, intelligent woman who will someday rule the realm. Katrinetta is tasked with the duty of choosing just one man to spend the rest of her life with.

In the realm of Yewforia, a man’s highest honor is to please a noblewoman. When that woman happens to be the princess, being a part of the Choosing means everything.

As Katrinetta becomes more acquainted with the Representatives, it becomes clear she can never choose just one of them! Cassius is powerful and knows how to make her laugh. Jate is gentle and shy. Reeve is mysterious... and that’s just three of the men who have pledged their hearts to the beautiful princess!

Despite her feelings for the new men she’s grown to adore, Katrinetta is also in love with the one man her mother, Queen Rona, would never allow her to be with. When Eliason is blocked from the Choosing, Kit is desperate to find another way to keep him in her life, even if it means defying her mother and the realm.

Realm of the Chosen follows Princess Katrinetta as she embraces the love of her men and establishes herself as a benevolent ruler, one who will vow to protect her people and do what’s best for them, no matter the cost.

Full of steamy bedroom scenes, romance, love, and intrigue, Realm of the Chosen is a reverse harem romance for mature readers.

Realm of the Chosen

 Dressed in a rose-colored gown, Kit took a seat on the stool in front of the mirror and let her mind wander as her hair was brushed out. She hoped she’d kept the mud out of it and imagined she must have since there wasn’t any on her pillow. Thoughts of mud brought her back to her trip to the village. She was certain Avinia, Isla, and Seph would already know about the state of the citizens. There was no reason to highlight her own ignorance, but as they began to pin her hair up, Kit said, “Le atsa.” All three ladies stopped what they were doing and stared at her reflection in the mirror. 


 Kit wanted to swivel around to look at their true faces but couldn’t, so as she continued, her eyes flickered from one likeness to the other. “What does it really mean? With you—with who?” 


 The ladies remained silent for a moment before Avinia slowly began to comb again. “Where, uh... where did you hear that?” she asked, her voice shaking a little, which she attempted to cover with a giggle. 


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