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They Weren't Just Hot Aliens; They Were Beast Men Too~~~

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She was just an overworked, underpaid author who fell asleep mid-chapter, only to wake up as a maid in her own novel.

The bad news? She was stuck in the castle of three insanely attractive alien lords—brothers whose powers could crush her without a second thought.

The worse news? In a world where females were considered average at best, she’d somehow made herself the most stunning woman alive.

Now, every jealous (and shockingly hideous) female wants her dead, while the lords won’t stop eyeing her like she’s their next meal. Her “insider author knowledge” should’ve been her golden ticket, but the plot? It wasn’t behaving.

She’d written them as hot aliens who could transform into beasts—snakes, lions, and cheetahs, to be exact. But something about seeing it up close felt…different. 

The predatory gleam in their eyes, the way their movements blurred the line between man and beast—it was intense, overwhelming, and nothing like she’d imagined while typing away at her desk. 

Was this how her characters had always been, or was the world she’d created starting to twist itself into something new?

Was this supposed to happen? Did the world start glitching? Or had her subconscious added “hot alien shapeshifters” without consulting her? 

She didn’t know anymore, and honestly, she was too hungry, sweaty, and irritated to care.

One brother craves her touch like she’s his personal drug. Another seems dead set on breaking her spirit. And the third? He’s got a dark secret that feels like a ticking time bomb, ready to ruin everything.

Thalina thought the lords would be the only males she’d have to mate with, but now? She’s not so sure anymore.

Trapped between the fiery envy of the castle’s women, the deadly allure of three alien lords, and a plotline spiraling out of her control, Thalina’s only goal is survival.

Can she escape her own twisted creation, or is she doomed to live—and possibly die—as the protagonist of a story she never intended to star in?

Claimed by the Alien Lords: An Author’s Transmigration Tale

The warm glow of fire flickered across the room as Thalina crouched near the hearth, carefully turning the skewers of sizzling meat.

The rich aroma of roasted meat mixed with the faint herbal scent of some plants which she had gotten some while ago. The room was spacious, but the emptiness gnawed at her.

It was good, sure, but she was desperate for something else—real food, not the strange, borderline poisonous things they served here. At least she'd found spices. That gave her hope. If she could find spices, then she could find proper food.

Her mind wandered as she planned her next move. Tomorrow, I'll find a market. Or something. Anything that had edible food. And maybe… maybe she could bring someone new into the palace.

Chapter 41: You Can Read!?