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Claimed by the Fallen Five
Last Updated : 2025-08-31
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Mystery
Steamy
Dark Romance
Hybrid
Hidden Identity
Protective
Reverse Harem
Kingdom Building
First Love
In a fractured world ruled by floating cities and haunted by the wreckage below, Mae is branded defective, hunted for a power she doesn’t understand, and feared for what she might become. When she’s dragged into a brutal underground auction, she expects to die. Instead, she’s claimed by the Fallen Five—deadly warlords with fractured souls and weapons for hands. Ashar, the half-alien commander with molten gold eyes, feels her like a ripple in the fabric of reality. Riven, Kaine, Sethis, and Lucien sense it too—something wrong, something waking, something the Council failed to kill. Desire tangles with danger as the Fallen pull Mae into their shadowed world. Stolen glances turn into heated touches. Their chemistry burns hot and fast—but so does the power rising inside her. When Ashar touches her, their sanctuary fractures. Walls realign. Time stutters. And something ancient awakens. Mae isn’t just powerful—she’s the Fracture. A cosmic anomaly. A living failsafe created to reset a dying universe. And now that she’s stirring, the galaxy wants her erased. But the Fallen aren’t letting her go. As enemies close in and the truth unravels, Mae must decide who to trust, what to fight for—and whether love is just another cage… or the key to surviving what’s coming. Because the force inside her isn’t done breaking things. And neither are they. They want her to stay. To fight. To choose them. Not just as a weapon. Not just as a woman. But as something none of them believed they’d ever deserve again. A family.
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Lot #919
The collar dug deep against her throat, heavier than it should’ve been for someone her size. Metal, not cheap scrap but reinforced with rune etching that hummed like static against her skin. A low-voltage shock, a reminder: You are property. You are prey. Mae didn’t stumble when the guard shoved her forward. Not this time. Her bare feet slapped against the cold, damp floor as they dragged her down a hallway lit with flickering neon strips and hologram screens highlighting the next line of "merchandise." Bodies. Half-living, half-machine. Twisted muscle, grafted limbs. Broken things in cages, slumped, snarling, twitching.
And her. The only one without metal fused to her bones. No warped genetics visible. No extra arms. No exposed plating. Just small. Human. Mostly. Except the collar. Except the brand burned into her wrist: “Trash-Class. Contaminated Asset.” "Unauthorized Bio-Mage DNA: Property of Council Division 7. Dangerous. Approach with caution." It glowed on the hologram-display above her head as the guard shoved her into place. What they did not know was exactly how dangerous she was. Neither did she. The auction floor opened beyond the corridor like a corrupted cathedral, half scrap-metal ruins, half luxury. Velvet draped over rusted steel. Gilded chains hanging from the ceiling next to automated gun turrets.
Buyers sat in observation booths stacked along the walls, glass cages where monsters wore suits, draped themselves in silk, or fused themselves into throne like machines. Their voices were low, but Mae felt them. Watching. Judging. Calculating. A drone hovered above, voice synthetic and cold. “Now presenting... Lot #919. Unauthorized Bio-Mage. Female. Trash-class. Status: Defective.” The number burned red into the hologram above her. “Opening bid: fifteen thousand credits. Bounty currently posted at sixty thousand alive. Thirty thousand dead.” Silence. Then murmurs.
“Sixty thousand? On her?”
“She is... tiny.”
“That cannot be right. Is that a glitch?”
“No, no. Look at the file. Zone Nine fire. Killed over two hundred. Malfunction event.”
“She did that? No... can't be. She looks... breakable. Weak.”
A heavy laugh rolled through a far booth. Metal-scraped voices and bitter static followed. “She is a ticking bomb. Imagine what you could do with something like that in the right lab.” Mae looked straight ahead. Not at them. Not at anyone. Her fingers curled into fists so tight her nails bit skin. Her breathing was shallow, sharp, controlled. Do not show fear. Do not flinch. Do not fold. Her gaze drifted upward. Past the buyers. To the balcony tier meant for VIPs. Private booths, glass darkened, except for flickers of movement. Shadowed figures. More dangerous than the creatures buying below. And then... a presence. No, a pulse, something pulling. A shift in the air.
Her spine prickled as her eyes locked onto a figure standing at the edge of one of those upper windows. Tall. Still. Watching her. No glow of screens. No voice. No movement. Just a gaze that felt like claws dragging over her soul. She swallowed. A mistake. The collar buzzed, punishing her for the instinct. Her knees almost buckled, but she gritted her teeth. Still Standing upright. You will not fall. Not here. Not now. Not for their pleasure.
~ VIP Booth – Upper Deck~
Ashar’s claws tapped once then twice against the railing. His eyes didn’t leave the girl.
Small. Fragile looking. Weak by any practical measure. But the scent, the pulse, something in her resonance vibrated against every buried instinct his people had carried for generations. The lore whispered it. The old stories. “A vessel of ruin. A vessel of rebirth. Hidden in flesh. Shaped as prey, but harbinger of worlds.” It could not be. But every cell in him said otherwise. “...Mine.” The word was not spoken. It pulsed through his bones. “Sixty thousand...” Kaine’s voice, bored, skeptical, but with the edge of a predator noticing prey out of place. “For that?”
Sethis grinned, teeth sharp, as his fingers flicked over his hacked data pad. “Her ID chip glitches every time I scan it. That is not normal.” Riven said nothing. His glowing core pulsed once. Twice. The girl’s presence warped the energy around her, subtle, but real. Lucien’s psychic chains tightened, unseen. A ripple of static moved through the ether. He whispered, “A fracture, living, walking.” Down below, the bids started. Reluctant. Then greedy. Numbers flashing. “Seventeen thousand.”
“Nineteen.”
“Twenty-two.”
“Twenty-five. No, twenty-eight.” Faster now. Not because anyone understood what she was, but because nobody did. And that made her dangerous. Mae lifted her chin, jaw clenched. Her eyes, sharp, angry, defiant, darted back to that upper balcony. She felt them. Watching. Hunting. Choosing. “No cage holds me.” The whisper was hers alone. “Not this time.” Somewhere in the walls, the power flickered. Just a pulse. Just a warning. And beneath the auction floor, the first explosive charge armed itself with a mechanical click. And before Mae could register what was happening. It started small at first. Just a flicker of the hologram above her head. Then everything started sending sparks across the platform. Voices roaring over the static in confusion. Thats when it started. Everything flickered off one last time before the floor started to tremble.
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Mae stepped forward, her chains alive, sparking violet light that spilled across the ramp like liquid fire. The champion met her advance with a shriek, the hollow void in its chest pulsing like a second sun, a darkness so deep it threatened to swallow the ship whole. Lucien stayed at her side, his white chains entwining with hers in defiance, but she felt the strain of it burning through him, threatening to pull him apart from the inside. The Forgotten swarmed around them, endless, ravenous, their clawed hands tearing through steel as though it were nothing. The ship screamed with the weight of the attack, bulkheads groaning, alarms wailing in time with Mae’s racing heart. Ashar fought at the front, his blade aflame, every swing a bright arc that seared through the horde. Flames clung to his body, his armor glowing molten in the heat of battle, but the creatures kept pressing, throwing themselves into the fire willingly just to smother it with their numbers. Riven soared overhead,
Last Updated : 2025-08-31Claimed by the Fallen Five Beneath the Veins of Dying Stars
The battlefield was chaos. Mae’s scream still tore through the air, but the sound was swallowed by the roar of the Forgotten champion forcing its bulk into the ship. Kaine’s body lay motionless on the floor, his golden light already fading into the shadows that surged around them.Lucien’s chains snapped outward, striking like lightning, wrapping around the massive creature’s limbs. Sparks flew where they connected, the clash of divine and void energy rattling the ship itself. Ashar dove at its chest, blade blazing like a falling star, cutting deep but not enough to stop its advance.“Mae!” Riven’s voice cut through, his wings sweeping her out of the path of a lunging Forgotten. He landed hard beside her, feathers shredded, his body shaking with exhaustion. “You cannot break now. Do you hear me? You cannot!”Mae’s vision blurred with tears, with fire, with the chains burning hotter beneath her skin. Every nerve screamed at her to collapse, to grieve, to stop, but the war gave her no m
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The ship shook violently, not from the engines but from the world itself breaking open. Mae’s skin lit with violet chains beneath the surface, sparking and pulsing against her will. Her breath caught. The vision that had haunted her, the one where she stood on a battlefield of fire and glass, tearing the world apart, felt like it was crawling out of her head and into reality.Outside, the horizon split. The earth bled light, jagged wounds opening as towering shadows clawed their way free. The Forgotten were waking.“Shields up, now!” Sethis shouted, his voice shaking in a way Mae had never heard. Lucien’s chains burned white-hot along his arms as he stared out the viewport. Ashar’s knuckles whitened around his blade. Even Riven, usually unshakable, had his wings half-flared, feathers twitching with unease.Then the ship lurched, hard, as something slammed into the ramp. A body rolled inside, limp and bleeding, leaving a smear of red across the metal. Mae’s heart stopped. “Kaine!” she
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The three of them stood in silence, the weight of Sethis’s question still lingering in the air. Mae’s heart thudded in her chest, uncertain whether it was from the sudden shift in the conversation or from Lucien’s nearness. Sethis’s gaze lingered on her for a moment longer, unreadable, then a sly smile tugged at his lips. He winked at her, a flicker of mischief in his eyes that did not quite hide the ache behind it, and with a casual turn he walked away, leaving them in the quiet that suddenly felt too heavy.Mae exhaled slowly, only then realizing how tightly she had been holding her breath. Her eyes darted towards Lucien, but he did not move at first. He simply watched her, his silence more potent than words. She felt his presence coil around her like smoke, dark and magnetic, impossible to escape.When he finally stepped closer, Mae’s body reacted before her mind did, heat rushing through her veins at the way his gaze locked on hers. His hand lifted, slowly and deliberately, brushin
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The ship was restless with preparation, voices low but sharp as the Fallen planned their next steps. Mae barely heard them. Her mind was fixed on something else, something that gnawed at the edges of her thoughts and refused to loosen its grip.The chains.Every time she closed her eyes, she saw them, bright violet threads lacing beneath her skin, answering to Lucien’s like a reflection in water. The others didn’t see it, not fully, not the way he did. And she knew, somehow, that whatever this was, it belonged to the two of them alone.So when the moment came, when the others were distracted, Mae touched Lucien’s arm and nodded toward the corridor. He didn’t question, didn’t speak, just followed her into the silence of the ship’s lower deck.It was dark there, lit only by the hum of the vessel’s core, shadows wrapping around them like a cloak. Mae turned to him, her heartbeat thundering in her chest.“I need to understand it,” she said, her voice low, urgent. “The chains. My power. Wh
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