➤ ʏɪɴᴡᴀʀ ᴀᴜ - 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐃 A YinWar SocMed AU in which Yin is just another fan in tennis star War Wanarat's mentions - until War replies, and everything changes from there. You can also find it on X: https://x.com/lizlawliet1/status/2036604215938748620?s=46 This is a work of pure fiction.

For War, the past isn't a memory-it's a recurring fever dream. While others spoke of rejection as a "lesson" or a "part of growing up," for him, it was a public execution of his dignity. The day he stood vulnerable, heart in hand, only to be turned away, was the day the old War died. In his place rose a man of stone, someone who traded warmth for armor and whispers for silence. He didn't just move on; he excavated his heart and built a fortress where it used to be. ​He swore a blood-oath to himself: Never again. Never again would he be the one reaching out. Never again would he allow someone to witness his weakness. He spent years perfecting his walls, making them so high and so slick that not even the ghost of a feeling could climb over them. He convinced himself that his hatred was his strength-a cold, steady shield that kept him safe from the sting of humiliation. But what if..... You'll wake up someday And see him again? Will your hatred turned into somethings else? Would things be different this time? Or you'll end up getting hurt again and again. Will you gave a love a chance? Or will love gave you a chance.

They'd seen men like him before- pretty face, pretty lies, even prettier exit wounds. He came out of nowhere. No name. No roots. No past anyone could trace. Just a trail of broken hearts, emptied bank accounts, and champagne-stained whispers. No one knew what he wanted. But everyone knew: he always got it. When he first appeared outside Velluto, the city's most exclusive restaurant, he wasn't on the guest list. He didn't need to be. His presence alone demanded attention. Slim figure wrapped in soft silk, a gaze like slow poison-calculated, cold, impossible to ignore. That night, Yin Anon Wong, the youngest CEO in corporate history, stepped out of a car worth more than most houses. Sharp suit. Dead stare. A man with empires under his name-and blood under his fingernails. He didn't believe in distractions. But somehow, he looked. And the man he looked at? Smiled. It was supposed to end there. But it didn't. Yin fell first. Or maybe he was made to. No one could tell with War- not until it was already too late. But what no one predicted... was that Davien Wong, Yin's father, the real power in the shadows, had seen it all. And he wasn't one to lose what he wanted. Now, caught between father and son, desire and deception, War walks a razor's edge- one misstep from ruin, one kiss from control. This isn't love. This is a game. And someone always pays. --- 📌 Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. All characters and events are imaginary. Please do not copy, repost, or translate without permission. Images used belong to their rightful owners-no copyright infringement intended.

Yin Wong never believed in love. All he wanted was peace for his mother-a respect she never got from his powerful father and arrogant brother. But when his family crossed the line, Yin decided to give them a lesson they would never forget. The solution? A fake marriage. The partner? War-a boy who is everything Yin never expected: sassy, fearless, and dangerously good at stealing hearts. What started as just an act to fix a broken family slowly turns into late-night laughter, stolen glances, and feelings that neither of them planned for. But pretending is easy. Admitting it's real? That's the hard part. 💍 A story of fake vows, real love, family battles, and the beautiful chaos of finding forever. 💍 * * * * * * ⚠️ Disclaimer ⚠️ ▪️All photos used are not mine → full credit goes to their rightful owners. ▪️This story is a work of fiction → characters, events, and situations are purely imaginary. ▪️Please do not copy, repost, or translate my work without permission. 💙

In a world ruled by silence and steel, it's silk that binds them-and silk that cuts deepest. ⚠️ EXTREME CONTENT WARNING + FICTIONAL DISCLAIMER ⚠️ This is a work of fiction. It contains mature themes not suitable for all readers. This story is intended for audiences 18+ only. Please be aware: Though inspired by public personas, all characters are fictionalized. This is not a representation of real events, personalities, or relationships. No harm or offense is intended toward the real individuals. Every interaction, emotion, and encounter in this story is the product of imagination. If you're uncomfortable with any of the above, please do not proceed.

• COMPLETED | YINWAR • Hidden from the world, there exists a school no one knows the location of - a place where rules are rewritten, and survival is the only lesson that matters. This is no ordinary school. Here, normal is a forgotten word. War never imagined his life would change the day he was chosen to attend. At first, he thought it was just another school, a chance for education and growth. But he was wrong. Here, death is just part of the curriculum. A place where killing is not only allowed - it is expected. Hide, fight, betray... the choices are endless, and every choice carries a price. Only those with rank survive, and even safety is never certain. In this world of shadows and blood, one question echoes through the halls: Who is the devil in disguise? Who hides behind the mask of innocence? Who wears the crown of fear? Who can you truly trust when betrayal comes faster than breath? War's life spirals into chaos as the truth of this school unfolds. And when danger corners him, fate throws him face-to-face with the one person he swore never to meet again - Yin. The past they shared is a wound that never healed, yet here he stands before War, the same yet changed. In a place where every heartbeat could be your last, War must navigate treacherous alliances, deadly secrets, and a heart torn between vengeance and something far more dangerous - love. Can love survive in a school where death comes faster than trust? Or will the truth reveal that the greatest danger is not the school... but the devil hiding in plain sight? ● This story is a work of fiction. All names, characters, places, and events are products of the author's imagination or used fictitiously. No part of this publication may be reproduced, stored, or transmitted in any form or by any means without the prior written permission of the author ● ● Don't forget to follow me for more exciting stories soon ♡ ●

Yin is the popular boy of the school, cold, unreadable, impossible to reach. War is the kind of person no one notices, silent, solitary, impossible to shake. They were never meant to cross paths. Yet the more they collide, the closer the disaster follows. Because some catastrophe don't destroy you at once, they ruin you slowly, beautifully. *** Contains mature content, explicit language. This is my own work. I do not own or copy anyone's story, and any similarities are purely coincidental. This story is purely fiction. It has nothing to do with the actors.

In the world of glass offices and billion-peso deals, emotions were liabilities-and Yin knew this better than anyone. At twenty-eight, Yin Anan Wong was already a legend in the corporate world: the youngest CEO to take over Wong Holdings, ruthless in negotiations, precise in speech, and completely unreadable behind calm eyes and tailored suits. People feared disappointing him more than losing their jobs. Assistants never lasted. Some quit within weeks. Others transferred. A few were personally reassigned by HR after breaking down in tears. Yin didn't care. Efficiency mattered more than comfort. Then War Wanarat walked into his office-late, flustered, holding the wrong file-and somehow didn't fall apart. That was the first unexpected thing. The second was that Yin didn't tell him to leave.

A YinWar omegaverse fanfic.

A YinWar omegaverse fanfic.