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?

An hour later, all that adrenaline and insecurity were easing to be replaced with physical exhaustion.

Emory still hadn't returned from whatever meeting David had called her to. I was still arguing with myself about how important it was that he'd called for her instead of me. Reminding myself that he needed attention to be on her and Lizbeth, that we had concerns about Emory's place in all this. That she'd been used to help identify the men who'd hurt others in the palace…

But even though I knew it was all true, my heart twisted with the thought that she was getting more time with him than I was.

I just prayed it wasn't time alone.

I had to push that thought away, because it conjured images of Emory being ushered into his private library like I had been.

I had to trust him. I had to believe him that… that these other interactions were nothing like ours.

The Pact