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?

COVER IMAGE: Copyright (c) 2023 Author AimeeLynn

THE CHOICE: My King or My Knight?

"Where the fuck have you been?!" Ash hissed. Then a strange grimace gripped his expression. He closed his eyes and let out a breath. "Nevermind. Don't answer that."

The strangest twist of emotions tugged at the center of my chest, a roiling ball of feelings, all conflicting. Anger that he thought he could speak to me that way. Pain, because it was hurting him and I hated doing that. Embarrassment, because I knew how it looked, and knew that it wasn't that.

I wasn't stupid enough to think Ash and Abigail would think the best of me in this moment, though.

I could feel my cheeks heating, but pushed out my jaw as Ash hurried across the room towards me.

"It's not what you think," I insisted.

Ash huffed, but Abigail rushed forward with him, wringing her hands. "We have to get you back to the nurse's chambers. We've covered for you, but once the assistants return for your morning examination—"

Run the Gauntlet