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

 As soon as the newly replaced doors of Kit’s pleasuring chamber were locked, Landon wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. The exhaustion and overwhelming frustration of the day took over. Forcing out thoughts of everything that had gone on was difficult as Kit rested her head on his shoulder and tried not to cry. 


 The feel of his fingertips brushing through her hair was soothing. His lips were soft and warm as he kissed her gently on the temple. In a husky whisper, he said, “We don’t have to, Kit, if you’d rather not. I know it’s been a long day.” 


 The sentiment was so sweet and thoughtful, it somehow endeared him to her even more. Kit slid her hand down his stomach to encircle his waist and rested her forehead on his chest. Even through his thick, forest green jerkin and white tunic, she could feel the strength of his massive chest muscles. The steadiness of his breathing and his heartbeat were calming. 


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