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THE CHOICE: My King or My Knight?

[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

AimeeLynn · Fantasy
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The Chime

Memory hadn't done his kisses justice. David was a stunning kisser. He knew exactly when to deepen the kiss, and when to back off. He knew when to tease with his tongue, and when to savor me. And he knew when to back off, letting his lips hover just touching mine, just breathing into the moment, his fingers in my hair…

Dear Lord, was it possible that I was in love?

My entire body flinched and I shoved the thought away. It was impossible. I was in an impossible world, in love with an impossible man, and I didn't want it to end.

I still couldn't breathe right. Except… that was the best part.

Then, with a heady rush of breath, David pulled out of the kiss, but kept me in his arms, tipping his forehead against mine as we both caught our breaths.

He swallowed hard, then began to speak in a low, ragged voice. And if I hadn't already lost my heart I did when I heard his story.