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?

I shook my head ruefully as I sat down in front of that mirror in the bridal suite and smiled at my reflection. Or tried to. I couldn't get the knots in my stomach to loosen. It felt like I was reliving time. It was surreal.

Behind me, Abigail bustled around in the room, humming to herself and glancing at me occasionally, smiling when our eyes met in the mirror's surface.

I was, once again, sitting here with my hair dressed and the light touches of make-up that they used in this world already in place. I was wrapped in a robe because the dress was glorious, but made from a fabric that wrinkled terribly. I couldn't sit down in it until the wedding feast.

I just wanted everything to be right this time.

David and I had both barely slept, both of us a little afraid, I think, that I would disappear again. And yet, we had dozed for an hour or two as dawn rose.

A New Day – Part 1