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?

I swore, she would blind me with that beauty.

As we clung together, still breathing hard, I was stunned.

That had been incredible. So wonderful.

"David," she whispered, her still-trembling fingers now gentle in my hair, gripping me. "What's wrong?"

"Nothing," I groaned into her neck.

"David…" She pulled my head up, forcing me to brace over her shoulder, to raise myself so our eyes could meet—hers shone with love, but her forehead was pinched into lines of worry. "What is it?"

My chest still rose and fell quickly, I was still shaking, shoulders heaving. But I stared down at her with all the adoration and delight coursing through me. "Nothing is wrong, Zara. I'm only… desperate for you. You're mine. My wife."

"I am," she agreed with a brilliant smile that faded quickly. "So… what's wrong? This isn't like you. Don't get me wrong—I loved that. But… you aren't yourself."

In Awe of You