Were you disappointed with how Gao Tu and Shen Wenlang's story ended? Me too. And I can't help myself, I have to change it. With all love for the original author, having them separate for 3 years and then reunite off screen in both novel and tv show broke my heart. If it did yours too, this is for you! Gao Tu has a lot to say about his beautiful, if painful, love story. Listen to him tell the story through his perspective, and then get the happy ending he deserves <3 If you haven't read the novel yet, it's not necessary to read but I highly recommend as it's incredible. The best translation I've found is at https://chrysanthemumgarden.com/novel-tl/desire/ And if you haven't watched the show yet, even more highly recommend as they're beautiful. If you haven't done either... you might miss some context.

What if Hua Yong and Gao Tu stopped loving blindly Sheng Shao You and Shen Wen Lang?! What would these proud S-tier alphas do? Would their roles be reversed? ...because love can't be taken for granted.

Trees swayed as the storm raged. Lightning flashed and his eyes blinded. And there he was - a familiar stranger standing beyond a curtain of rain. Yichen had existed like a living dead in the Zhuo mansion for a thousand years, each day passing like a snowflake drifting with the wind - silent and desolate. Li Lun returned to the world of the living after a thousand years. It was on a rainy day with a raging storm that engulfed the whole of Tiandu. His steps were silent and his destination clear as he walked in the direction of the Zhuo Mansion. Not my story From: Ao3

"Trying to escape little snake" said the dragon king. "Did you really think I would let you go that easily" Tightening his hand on the robe beside heart little snake narrowed his eyes at the dragon. "You..." He spoke through pain. "What have you done to me?" "I...." dragon speaks with a sweet smile on his face. "I gave you a gift" #fangsoffortune #zhuyan #zhiuyuanzhuo #zhouyichen #lilun Story is 18+ Pictures used here are not mine credits to rightful owners

A re-written of fang's of fortune with same story but different choices.

Sheng HuaSheng, the Crown Alpha, was raised to command empires and silence nations with a glance. Yet from childhood, there was only one presence he could never command-Shen Lele, the rare Omega with a will sharp enough to cut through the Crown Alpha's pride. HuaSheng's devotion grew twisted over the years, no longer gentle admiration but an obsession steeped in hunger. To the world, he is untouchable; to Lele, he is relentless shadow, a storm that refuses to pass. But Lele is no fragile flame to be smothered. Born of Shen Wenlang's steel and Gaotu's quiet resilience, Lele's kindness masks a spine that will not break. He refuses to be worshiped if it means being caged, refuses to yield even when the most powerful Alpha in existence kneels at his feet. HuaSheng can conquer kingdoms, but not Lele's defiance. Every rejection only deepens his fixation. Every smile not meant for him is a knife to the heart. And yet, he cannot let go-because in the darkness of his obsession, HuaSheng knows: without Lele, there is nothing left worth ruling. Lele stands at a dangerous crossroads-caught between being the one soul who can tame the Crown Alpha, or the only one strong enough to destroy him. In this world of power and hunger, where love is sharper than any blade, their bond teeters on the edge of ruin... and only one of them will decide whether it breaks or burns eternal. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ English is not my first language and This is my first time writing so if u notice any mistake pls ignore ;)

She returned with a degree in her hand, not knowing fate had a crown waiting for her. Rajkumari Anvica Singh Rathore, kind-hearted and gentle, had spent years away from the royal politics of Rajasthan. But the day she returned, destiny entangled her in a web she never saw coming. At the grand coronation of Maharaj Rajvardhan Singh Shekhawat-King of Rajasthan and fiancé to her elder sister-she finds herself face-to-face with the man she secretly loved since childhood. What she doesn't know is... he never wanted her sister. He wanted her. Always did. And on the day of the wedding, he does the unthinkable. One sister disappears. The other is forced to take her place. And with that, begins a tale of stolen vows, silent love, royal secrets, and a deception so deep... even love might not survive it.

In the royal city of Udaipur, where traditions and power dictate life, Shivaksh Singh Suryawanshi, known as "Hukum Sa," rules with an iron fist. A dangerous and ruthless businessman by day, Shivaksh's dark aura hides a fractured heart. Enter Isha, a beautiful and innocent courtesan from Ammaji's Khota, whose purity and resilience stand in stark contrast to her harsh surroundings. When fate brings them together, their worlds collide in a storm of passion, secrets, and forbidden love. Shivaksh, torn between his duty and his growing affection for Isha, is forced to confront the shadows of his past. Will Isha's innocence be enough to soften his hardened soul, or will society's judgment tear them apart? In another corner of the story lies Hridaya Hospital, a sanctuary of healing and ambition. Here, Dr. Rudraksh, a senior surgeon with a reputation for being cold and unapproachable, crosses paths with Dr. Arohi, a bright and empathetic junior doctor. Their mentor-student relationship begins with clashes of ideals, but as they work side by side, sparks of understanding and attraction ignite. While Rudraksh battles the ghosts of his past, Arohi becomes his beacon of hope. Together, they face professional challenges and personal battles, discovering that healing is not just about saving lives-it's about mending hearts. As Shivaksh and Isha's intense romance unfolds alongside Rudraksh and Arohi's journey of emotional discovery, Destiny's Heart intertwines two epic tales of love, sacrifice, and redemption. It is a story of how destiny works in mysterious ways, uniting souls meant to heal, complete, and transform one another against all odds.

ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴ ʟᴏᴄᴋᴇᴅ ᴀᴡᴀʏ, ᴇᴠᴇʀʏ ꜱᴄᴀʀ ʜɪᴅᴅᴇɴ ʙᴇɴᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴅɪꜱᴄɪᴘʟɪɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴄᴏᴍᴘᴏꜱᴜʀᴇ. ʜᴇ ʟᴇᴀʀɴᴇᴅ ᴇᴀʀʟʏ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ᴅᴀɴɢᴇʀᴏᴜꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄʜᴍᴇɴᴛꜱ ᴏɴʟʏ ʟᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ʟᴏꜱꜱ. ꜰᴏʀ ʜɪᴍ, ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʟɪᴀʙɪʟɪᴛɪᴇꜱ . ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ɴᴏᴛ. ꜱᴏꜰᴛ ʏᴇᴛ ᴜɴʙʀᴇᴀᴋᴀʙʟᴇ, ɢᴇɴᴛʟᴇ ʏᴇᴛ ᴘᴏᴡᴇʀꜰᴜʟ, ᴀ ꜱᴏᴜʟ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇᴅ ɪɴ ʟɪɢʜᴛ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴛʀɪᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴅɪᴍ ɪᴛ. ꜱʜᴇ ᴄᴀʀʀɪᴇᴅ ᴘᴀɪɴ ᴛᴏᴏ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪɴꜱᴛᴇᴀᴅ ᴏꜰ ʜᴀʀᴅᴇɴɪɴɢ, ꜱʜᴇ ᴄʜᴏꜱᴇ ʜᴏᴘᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴋᴇᴘᴛ ʜᴇʀ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ ᴏᴘᴇɴ. ʜᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʟᴏɢɪᴄ. ꜱʜᴇ ʟɪᴠᴇᴅ ʙʏ ʜᴇᴀʀᴛ. ᴛʜᴇʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ꜱᴇᴀʀᴄʜɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ, ᴅɪᴅɴ'ᴛ ʙᴇʟɪᴇᴠᴇ ɪɴ ᴅᴇꜱᴛɪɴʏ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴅᴇꜱᴛɪɴʏ ᴅᴏᴇꜱɴ'ᴛ ᴀꜱᴋ ᴘᴇʀᴍɪꜱꜱɪᴏɴ. ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ᴄᴏɴɴᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴꜱ ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ɢʀᴏᴡ ꜱʟᴏᴡʟʏ; ᴛʜᴇʏ ɪɢɴɪᴛᴇ. ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅꜱ ʙᴇɢɪɴ ᴛᴏ ᴀʟɪɢɴ,ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴀꜱᴛ ꜱᴛɪʀꜱ. ꜱʜᴀᴅᴏᴡꜱ ᴄʀᴇᴇᴘ ᴄʟᴏꜱᴇʀ. ʙᴇᴄᴀᴜꜱᴇ ꜱᴏᴍᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀɪᴇꜱ ᴀʀᴇɴ'ᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴇᴀꜱʏ-ᴛʜᴇʏ'ʀᴇ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴛᴇꜱᴛᴇᴅ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ɪꜱ ɴᴏᴛ ᴀ ɢᴇɴᴛʟᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ.ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴀ ᴄᴏʟʟɪꜱɪᴏɴ-ʙᴇᴛᴡᴇᴇɴ ꜰᴇᴀʀ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴀɪᴛʜ, ʟᴏɢɪᴄ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴ, ᴄᴏɴᴛʀᴏʟ .