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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

WARNING: SKIP NEXT CHAPTER IF YOU DISLIKE SMUT

Thalina watched as Zorath continued staring at the ceiling, his jaw clenched tight, his expression unreadable.

She shifted closer, her elbow nudging his arm. "Zorath?"

She tried again. "Zorath, did you hear me?"

His lips pressed together, his chest rising and falling in a slow, measured rhythm.

Thalina huffed, rolling onto her side to face him fully. "Okay, what is going on in that big, stubborn head of yours?"

Finally, he turned his head slightly to look at her, his golden eyes sharp. "You expect me to believe that you—after everything—are just suddenly ready to mate with me?"

His brow twitched. "Just like that?"

Zorath let out a low, disbelieving chuckle, shaking his head as he turned back to the ceiling. "You must think I'm a fool."

Thalina's mouth dropped open. "Excuse me?"

Chapter 110: I want to make mini mes