AimeeLynn

[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?

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THE CHOICE: My King or My Knight?

Emory's gaze didn't flinch. She let me measure her, and she just waited.

Was she being honest? Or just a really good liar?

I tried to remember all that David had said.

She was smart. She knew the ways of this place—he believed she'd been raised "noble" in a far-off land—which was just so much shit. I needed to find out how she'd managed that. But given what she was saying about these people who could move between the worlds, I was guessing they'd set that up for her.

She was ambitious, there was no doubt about that—she wanted to win. She wanted to be powerful. And as David's wife, I could bring her power. At least in this world.

The truth was, I didn't get a hint of a lie from her. I was usually a pretty good judge of honesty, and what she was saying rang true. She didn't like that I'd been chosen. But she wasn't mad about it, either. She was being pragmatic.

Friend or Foe?