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Unintentional Risks

Author: Missy Smith
last update publish date: 2025-07-17 05:46:45
Mae stirred first. Warmth surrounded her, deep, enveloping warmth that wasn’t just the blankets layered over her body. It wasn’t the type of heat that came from a fire or the rising sun. No, this was more intimate. Personal. Felt. The steady rhythm of breathing. The subtle brush of skin against skin. Her eyes blinked open slowly, heavy with sleep. Her lashes fluttered as her vision adjusted to the soft light filtering in through the windows of her room.

That’s when she realized, she wasn’t alon
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  • Claimed by the Fallen Five   The Bloodlines Wake

    Darius Kelm’s hidden vessel drifted beyond the moon like a dead thing pretending it had no teeth. Its hull was blackened from the array’s collapse, power bleeding from cracked engines, and every visible weapon remained silent. That silence did not comfort Mae. She stood aboard their ship with Earth glowing below and the five gods surrounding her at a distance they had learned not to cross. Somewhere inside that ruined vessel, Darius still held one memory core.Lucien found it first. His chains connected to the ship’s navigation systems, tracing the dead vessel’s weak signal through layers of false static and corrupted Council encryption. “He is not moving toward Earth,” he said. The white light along his chains sharpened into thin lines of law. “He is broadcasting outward.” Mae’s stomach tightened before the map opened.Stars filled the projection in front of them. Not just Earth, not just nearby colonies, but scattered worlds across old routes Mae did not recognize. Some were marked

  • Claimed by the Fallen Five   The Ones Who Answered

    Mae heard the children whisper her name from somewhere beyond the dark. Five voices overlapped inside the pulse, each one distinct enough to feel real and distant enough to feel impossible. Sethis held her between Earth and the moon, wrapped in shadow that breathed around them like a second atmosphere. His arms remained careful, tense with the effort of not holding her tighter than she had allowed. Below them, Earth glowed with wounded light, and above them, the broken remains of the Godslayer Array drifted like black snow.“Tell me you heard that,” Mae whispered. Sethis looked down at her, his face lit by violet reflections and the soft dark of his own power. “I heard them,” he said. His voice nearly broke on the last word, but he forced it steady for her. Mae hated that she noticed the effort, and she hated more that it mattered.The shadows shifted around them, carrying them slowly toward the atmosphere while the ruined array burned behind the moon. Mae kept listening for the voice

  • Claimed by the Fallen Five   Run Toward Him

    The child’s voice faded from Mae’s blood, but the command stayed. Mother, run toward him. It made no sense, because every instinct she owned told her to run from Darius, from the array, from the five gods being dragged toward extinction by invisible hooks in the sky. Ashar staggered first, one knee striking the broken pavement as fire tore upward from his spine in a violent stream. Riven cursed and slammed both wings into the ground, trying to anchor himself while stormlight ripped loose from his feathers.Lucien’s chains buried themselves through the street and into the bones of the city. White law blazed across every link, but the Godslayer Array kept pulling, dragging symbols from his skin like it was reading him apart. Sethis bent forward with one hand pressed to his chest, shadows pouring upward in thin strips that vanished into the red sky. Kaine stood the longest, jaw clenched, gold ruin clawing its way out of him one pulse at a time. Mae watched the five of them being taken ap

  • Claimed by the Fallen Five   Where the Signal Leads

    Lucien’s warning settled over the ruined city like ash. Mae looked up at the retreating Council fleet and felt the sky become too wide, too exposed, too full of watching machines. The nursery existed somewhere beyond ordinary space, yet Darius had touched the edge of it through her fear. That made her body feel like a weapon pointed at her own children. She hated that she had called them children inside her mind before she had even chosen to believe they were real.Sethis stood beside her, shadows still faintly threaded around her wrist from where he had helped hold the door closed. He noticed the moment she looked down at them and withdrew at once. The loss of them should have relieved her, but instead it left her colder. Mae flexed her fingers and hated how much she missed the steadiness. He looked away like he knew it too.Ashar moved through the street with controlled urgency, helping civilians who still could not stand on their own. Fire followed him in soft lines, sealing wounds

  • Claimed by the Fallen Five   The Child in the Static

    The child remained on every shattered screen. Static crawled over his face, but it did not erase him, as if the broken city itself refused to let his image die. He looked young and ancient at the same time, with eyes too knowing for a child and shadows moving softly behind his shoulders. Violet fire flickered beneath his skin in faint pulses that matched Mae’s heartbeat. When he called her Mother, the word did not sound like a question.Mae could not breathe. She stared at the screen while the ruined street blurred around her, while civilians cried, while machines burned, while five gods stood close enough to save her and far enough to obey her fear. The child’s face hurt something inside her that had no memory attached to it. She wanted to deny him, wanted to call him another trick Darius had built from stolen images and broken code. Instead, grief rose in her throat like a name she had forgotten how to say.Sethis felt her knees weaken before she moved. He did not grab her, though e

  • Claimed by the Fallen Five   The Man Who Remembered

    Mae stared at the screen until the ruined city around her seemed to vanish. The Council commander looked directly at her through smoke, static, and falling ships, wearing the calm smile of a man who had already survived the impossible once. She did not know him, but something in her body reacted before her mind could catch up. Violet light moved beneath her skin in jagged warning. Around her, the five gods went still enough to frighten every freed civilian in the street.Ashar stepped forward first, flame rising over his shoulders like a living crown. “Darius Kelm,” he said, and the name carried enough hatred to harden the air. Mae looked at him sharply, but Ashar did not look away from the screen. His hands curled into fists, and the ground beneath his boots glowed red. “You should be dead.”Darius smiled wider. “So should all of you.” His gaze moved from Ashar to Riven, Lucien, Sethis, and Kaine with slow satisfaction. “Yet here we are, repeating old sins in a younger universe.” His

  • Claimed by the Fallen Five   Fractured Beneath the Skin

    -Asher’s thoughtsSomething isn’t right. Ashar sat still. Always still. Motionless as the ship drifted into stolen airspace, the sound of low arguments and hissing plasma vents filling the air. His arms were folded, posture deceptively relaxed, but every muscle coiled with precise tension. Her. He

  • Claimed by the Fallen Five   The Fracture Shows

    The tension was suffocating. The stolen ship rattled under the strain of its engines, cutting through dead skies, but inside, inside it was worse than any battlefield. Mae sat, still cuffed, back against the cold wall, watching them argue over her like wolves circling fresh meat. Her heart thudded

  • Claimed by the Fallen Five   The Fallens Den

    Silence. For the first time in hours, there were no alarms. No gunfire. No screaming. Just the steady hum of engines and the rattling vibrations of a ship clearly not designed for stealth or comfort, but fast enough to outrun death. For now. Mae sat slumped against the cold wall of the cargo bay, h

  • Claimed by the Fallen Five   Arrival

    Warm. That was the first thing Mae noticed. Not the dull ache in her arms from the cuffs. Not the subtle hum of the ship's engines beneath her feet. Not even the ever-present tension that followed her like a shadow. Just warm. Her cheek pressed against something solid, smooth, not cold like the ship

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