Claimed by the Fallen Five
READING AGE 18+
Mae has lived her entire life as prey. In the shattered remains of a galaxy ruled by the Council, the branded “Trash-Class” are sold, experimented on, or discarded like broken machinery. When Mae is collared, dragged through a slave auction, and labeled defective merchandise, she knows this is how her story ends.
But then the walls explode.
Five shadows descend through fire and chaos-warriors out of nightmare and myth. Ashar, with molten-gold eyes and clawed hands that move like death itself. Kaine, rage and metal wrapped in scarred flesh. Sethis, a rune-carved hacker-devil who smiles like every secret belongs to him. Riven, quiet and lethal, wings of broken light shielding her from the storm. And Lucien, a whispering phantom whose chains bleed into the mind.
They don’t save her. They claim her.
Dragged into their world of rebellion and ruin, Mae discovers a truth she’s spent her life running from: the Council isn’t hunting her because she’s broken. They’re hunting her because she’s the fracture-a living anomaly capable of rewriting reality itself. The only question is whether she was born to heal the universe… or end it.
Ashar is the one she can’t escape. His touch is both sanctuary and threat, his gaze a promise of something darker than protection. He doesn’t want her obedience. He wants her truth. And in his arms, Mae feels the terrifying spark of something she’s never known: belonging.
But love in this world is a weapon.
With every step closer to the Fallen Five, Mae unravels the secrets buried in her blood-and the galaxy begins to crack. Loyalties fracture. Powers awaken. And beneath it all, an ancient prophecy whispers that the reset of all worlds has begun.
Can she trust the five monsters who claimed her heart as much as her life? Or will loving them be the first step to destroying everything?
One girl. Five broken gods. A power that could shatter creation.
The galaxy doesn’t want Mae alive. But the Fallen Five won’t let her die.
Unfold
Mae’s stride prompted no resistance from the world; instead, it adjusted smoothly. The ground beneath her softened, with cracks closing as if sewn shut by unseen threads. The air grew denser, pressure changing until each breath was deliberate and controlled. Her chains moved across her skin, no longer reacting out of fear but forming into new……
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