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?

The moment she appeared I could finally breathe.

We'd ridden the horses hard to try and beat them here, but that meant I'd had to bathe quickly and dress here—which was trickier than I wanted to admit without a man to help me. Thank God Stark knew how to tie my cravat.

The moment he had it right, he stepped back and met my gaze. "She's here."

We hurried out to the garden, knowing Agatha would bring her straight there. But those minutes in which I could do nothing but wait made my stomach sick.

Not because I was scared of marrying her, but because somehow my heart was convinced something would happen to stop her from reaching me.

I almost ran across the bridges when it seemed like she was taking too long, but Stark caught my elbow and smiled. "Just breathe, David."

And then the moment finally arrived—and almost brought me to my knees.

In the Shade of Tomorrow