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?

If you like music while you read, try "The Drug" by Nation Haven. It's a good expression of David's inner conflict here!

"I… I…." I had never felt so utterly torn in my life. Everything within me craved her. But the proof of her duplicity was undeniable. The fear of trusting her, of giving in to this emotional plea tore my heart in two.

I stared, unable to answer, unable to think, because every instinct that pushed me in one direction met another yanking me in the other.

"David… please," she breathed. She was shaking.

The hunger in me to gather her in, to touch her, to smell her, to kiss her and own her and never let her out of my sight or my arms—

"David, let her talk. Listen to her. Don't… don't argue. Just listen." Stark's voice was deep and gruff, but there was pleading there too.

He stood in the doorway—blocking my exit—with the Lieutenant he'd chosen for the female ranks… his arm around her?

Just Listen – Part 1