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Whispers Before the Storm
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2025-08-13 11:35:52
Missy SmithHello, wonderful readers! Thank you so much for following Mae and the others on this intense journey. The relationships between Mae, Riven, and Ashar are growing deeper and more complex. As their bond continues to evolve, the connection with Lucien is beginning to shift the dynamics of the group. What does this new connection mean for Mae? And what does it bring for the war that looms ahead? Sethis’s decision to take them to his planet isn’t just about survival, it hints at something more. Could his planet offer a deeper connection for the group? What secrets are waiting there? I’m curious to hear your thoughts! How do you think Mae’s relationships will unfold? What do you make of Lucien’s and Sethis’s roles in this war? I love reading your comments and speculations, they truly make this journey even more exciting. Thank you for your continued support, and stay tuned!
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Claimed by the Fallen Five The Return of Fire
The wind carried the scent of ash and iron, stirring the remnants of battle around them. Mae’s pulse thrummed against her throat, every beat echoing in the chains that still glowed faintly beneath her skin. Sethis stood only a breath away, his presence wrapping around her like a storm contained by will alone.“You’ve bound yourself to it,” he said quietly. “To the fracture. To him.” Mae’s fingers tightened at her sides. “I made a choice.”“No,” Sethis whispered, stepping closer, his shadows tightening. “You answered a call. One that will not stop until it owns you.”She turned to face him, the violet light in her eyes flickering. “You think I don’t know what I’ve done? You think I don’t feel it clawing through me?” Sethis’s expression shifted. Anger, grief, and something deeper. “You gave yourself to the thing that wanted to unmake you.”“I ended the war,” she said, voice trembling with exhaustion. “The champion fell.” He laughed once, dark and hollow. “Fell? Mae, it kneeled. There’s
Claimed by the Fallen Five Crown of Violet Fire
The Champion fell to its knees.The sound was like mountains breaking, stone groaning against the weight of surrender. Ash and flame swirled around its colossal frame as if the battlefield itself could not understand what it had just witnessed. The creature that had brought gods to ruin, that had swallowed armies whole, bent before her with its chains scraping low into the fractured earth.Mae’s breath caught. Her hands trembled in the still air, though her violet chains no longer shook. They pulsed in quiet rhythm with her racing heart. The Fallen stared in stunned silence, each of them caught between rage, awe, and disbelief.Lucien’s voice was the first to pierce the stillness, raw and unsteady. “No. This is not victory.” His chains rattled uselessly, still pinned by Mae’s will. His eyes burned into her like fire meant to scorch away illusion. “It kneels because you are surrendering yourself. You are feeding it exactly what it wanted.”Riven’s wings twitched against the bindings, f
Claimed by the Fallen Five The Choice Foretold
The smoke had not yet cleared. The champion loomed at the edge of sight, unmoving, its chains rattling faintly like distant thunder. The air was heavy with ash, the scent of scorched earth clinging to every breath. Mae stood stiff in the silence, her chains dimming to a low violet glow, their energy coiling restlessly beneath her skin.Ashar was the first to break the stillness. His blade lowered, flames guttering into faint embers. His voice carried the weight of grief. “Kaine is gone.”Riven’s wings shivered, folding against his bloodied back. He kept his gaze down, jaw tight, as if saying nothing would shield him from the truth. Sethis’ shadows slithered closer to Mae, protective and sharp, though even his eyes betrayed strain.Lucien finally dragged himself upright, chains dragging heavily behind him. His face was drawn, his body battered, but his gaze never left the colossal figure in the distance. “It has not left,” he muttered, almost to himself. “It watches.”Mae’s throat tight
Claimed by the Fallen Five Violet Ashes
The battlefield was quiet now, but the silence was worse than any roar. Smoke curled across shattered ground, ashes drifting in violet light that still lingered in Mae's veins. Her chest heaved, lungs burning, chains coiling and writhing as if they had a life of their own. The champion had not moved, but its presence pressed down on her, massive, patient, waiting for the fracture to falter.Mae's knees buckled, and she sank to the scorched earth. Her fingers clutched at the chains, trying to steady them. Kaine's golden light had vanished. The echo of his command lingered. Run. His sacrifice still radiated warmth in her memory, but it was gone. She was alone.Behind her, faint movements caught her eye. Ashar's flames smoldered, Riven's wings trembled, and Sethis' shadows curled like serpents across the cracked ground. Lucien did not rise. Fear twisted in her stomach, tighter than the chains around her arms.The champion shifted, slow as a mountain, eyes locked on her. The ground trembl
Claimed by the Fallen Five Ours
The world was fire. Mae stood on fractured earth, violet chains crawling beneath her skin like living light, their glow cutting through the smoke-choked sky. The battlefield screamed with the clash of gods and monsters. Forgotten swarmed in endless waves, shadows wrapped in metal and flesh, their cries like knives tearing the air.Lucien’s chains burned white-hot as he cut a path through them, every strike precise, every motion shaped by centuries of battle. Ashar’s blade roared with fire, his movements a storm of destruction, cleaving through creatures faster than they could rise. Riven tore through the air above, wings a blur of steel and light, raining death on the swarm. Sethis stood beside Mae, his hands weaving sigils so dark they seemed to drink light, ripping shadows into blades that shredded anything that breached their line.Even with the Fallen fighting at their full strength, the swarm did not thin. The ground cracked beneath the weight of the Forgotten, more pouring from
Claimed by the Fallen Five Beneath the Veins of Dying Stars: Part 2
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,
