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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

Zorath pulled her closer, his fingers tracing the curve of her jaw before tilting her chin up, forcing her to meet his gaze. His eyes burned with something deep, something primal.

His lips quirked in a teasing smirk. "Are you sure? No backing out now."

Thalina, already blushing, huffed and rolled her eyes. "I don't know… maybe I should think about it."

Zorath's patience snapped. With a low growl, he crushed his lips against hers, swallowing any further teasing. His kiss was slow, deliberate—a promise, a warning, a claim.

His hands started moving—one sliding down her back, the other gripping her waist, pulling her against him. Heat sparked where their bodies met, the friction sending a shiver down her spine.

Then, without meaning to, she let out a small, breathy sound—soft, almost innocent.

Zorath stiffened. His grip tightened. His breathing turned heavier.

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