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They Weren’t Just Hot Aliens—They Were Beast Men Too. And Now? The Universe Was Breaking Apart.

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Hot Alien Lords. An Apocalypse. Strange Universes. A Glitching Storyline. Secrets, Betrayal, and a Fight for Survival.

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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 trapped in the castle of three devastatingly attractive alien lords, brothers whose power could crush her in an instant.

The worse news? In a world where females were plain at best, she’d somehow become the most jaw-droppingly gorgeous woman alive. Now, every jealous (and horrifyingly ugly) female wanted her dead, and the lords? They wouldn’t stop looking at her like she was their next meal.

Her insider knowledge of the plot should’ve been her golden ticket, but the story? It was glitching.

She’d written them as hot aliens who could transform into beasts—snakes, lions, and jaguars, to be exact. But seeing it firsthand? Terrifying. Their movements blurred the line between man and monster, predatory gazes locking onto her with an intensity she never typed into existence.

Was this how they’d always been? Or was the world twisting into something else?

Then came the real horror.

An apocalyptic infection was spreading beyond the castle walls. People were mutating, becoming something... inhuman. The world itself was fracturing, opening doors to unknown universes that were never part of her original draft.

One brother craved her like an obsession. Another wanted to break her. And the third? He carried a secret that could destroy everything.

Thalina thought the lords would be the only males she’d have to mate with. Now? She wasn’t so sure.

Between a castle full of murderous women, the dangerous desire of three alien beastmen, and a storyline spiraling out of her control, survival wasn’t just a goal anymore—it was the only thing keeping her from becoming another twisted piece of the story.

Can she escape her own creation, or is she fated to die in a world she never meant to live in?

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

Thalina could see it—the exact moment it happened.

The warmth in Zorath's eyes drained, replaced by something cold and sharp. His claws flexed against her shoulders, his tail flicking once in agitation before it curled behind him, stiff with tension. His chest rose and fell, his breath heavier now.

That was the only way to describe the look on his face.

Thalina swallowed, but before she could say anything, Zorath's jaw clenched. His golden eyes narrowed as if something had just clicked in place.

His grip on her tightened, and then—

"Tharion," he muttered, voice thick with venom. "That bastard."

"Of course, it was him," Zorath continued, nostrils flaring as he released her and stepped back. "There's no way you'd ever willingly—he must have forced it!"

Chapter 59: She Came Into My Room Herself