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Saints Of The Breakdown

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SAINTS OF THE BREAKDOWN They rule the world. They can't outrun themselves. MARS is the biggest band on the planet. Sky Ren, the radiant, too-sweet-to-be-real lead singer, lights up every stage like she was born on one. Rain Ashford, the terrifyingly composed guitarist and frontman, keeps the machine running with iron control and ice-cold precision. Day Chen, the golden-hearted drummer everyone loves, is the glue that holds the chaos together. Night Wang, the untouchable bassist with a siren’s body and a sniper’s eyes, doesn’t miss a beat—or a lie. Together, they’ve made history: Five albums. Five chart-toppers. Grammy gods. Sold-out stadiums. Cult-level fanbase. Billboard number one like it’s a birthright. But offstage? It’s getting harder to hide the cracks. --- Sky has been in love with Rain since the first soundcheck. He doesn’t know. Or maybe he does—and refuses to feel anything at all. Because if Rain lets himself fall, he might shatter, and MARS will burn with him. Day and Night are best friends, soulmates, nothing more. At least, that’s what they keep telling themselves. But in the silence between soundchecks and the heat of hotel rooms, the truth is louder than any chorus: They’re already in love. They’re just too close to see it. --- Fame gave them everything. Now it’s threatening to take it all back. Love wasn’t in the setlist. But neither was survival. This isn’t just music. It’s madness. It’s devotion. It’s everything that should’ve broken them—turned into songs that made them immortal.
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