Wu Suowei(20) has always survived alone. Orphaned, bullied, and exhausted by a world that never cared, he learned to stay small, quiet, invisible. Chi Cheng(25)seems impossible-rude, spoiled, untouchable, a rich brat who says whatever he wants. At first, he's infuriating, dismissive, even cruel... yet no one knows the good buried beneath the arrogance. When fragile Wu Suowei steps into his life, something shifts. For the first time, Chi Cheng feels the pull to protect, to care, to heal someone else... and maybe, without realizing it, to let himself be healed too. Love isn't always loud. Healing isn't always obvious. Sometimes, it begins in the most unexpected, imperfect ways... This is a fanfiction and I don't own any photos here.

ziyu lost his mother--at eight years old. After years of abuse, neglect, and survival, he grows into a quiet, fragile young man who believes pain is all life has left for him. xiao Cheng is the man everyone fears. A ruthless CEO, the king of the underworld, and the monster his parents created. They call him the Living Hell, and he wears the name like armor. When ziyu stumbles into xio Cheng world, protection turns into obsession, and kindness becomes a dangerous weakness. xiao Cheng wants to save ziyu from the world. ziyu wants to believe in the devil who holds him. But salvation has a price. In a love story where power blurs into possession and devotion tastes like sin, My Messiah asks: What happens when your savior is also your ruin? first time writing my work here please support and votes lovies

Two roads divided. Four years of silence. A bond left unfinished. Zi Yu thought disappearing was the only way to survive. Tian Xuning never stopped feeling the absence. Fate doesn't ask for permission. A new award. A forced reunion. A spotlight neither of them was ready to face. Everything collides in a single moment: a ringing phone, a voice colder than memory, a name that still hurts to hear. They believed their paths had split for good. But some bonds don't break. Some roads are meant to cross again. And this time - running away won't be an option.

​"I would break for you, if breaking were required." One was born into a miracle; the other was forged in a furnace of debt. Tian Lei has spent his life trying to be more than a name, while Zheng Peng just wanted to be more than a number. In a world where beauty is a currency and love is a liability, a single night of glass and shadows changed everything. °°°° This is not your simple ROMANCE. There's romance but it's slow burn and it's meant to be that way. It's either you'll like it or not, anyways enjoy. 🫰 (Credits to the original Owner of the picture which is from XHS) Note: This is my first work, so don't expect too much. But I surely did my best though.

Snow Fell After the Damage Tian Lei and Ziyu are names the world knows by heart. On camera, Tian Lei is untouchable-an acclaimed actor and top model with a towering presence, sharp composure, and an aura so heavy it silences rooms. He smiles when expected, speaks when necessary, and keeps his private life locked behind flawless control. To the public, he is perfection incarnate: dominant, magnetic, unreachable. Ziyu is different. An idol, actor, and dancer loved for his ethereal beauty, Ziyu is small, delicate, and heartbreakingly pretty-soft lines, gentle eyes, and a figure so graceful it borders on the feminine. He is kindness wrapped in starlight, adored by fans who want to protect him, unaware of how strong he truly is beneath the sweetness. What the world doesn't know is that behind closed doors, they belong to each other. Secretly dating under the constant gaze of cameras and rumors, Tian Lei and Ziyu walk a fragile line between devotion and destruction. Every glance risks exposure. Every touch must be hidden. Fans suspect, whisper, analyze-but neither of them has ever confirmed the truth. As pressure mounts, misunderstandings pile up, and the damage between them grows deeper, love begins to crack under the weight of silence, jealousy, and fear. And then winter arrives. As snow begins to fall and Christmas draws near, Tian Lei and Ziyu are forced to confront what they've broken, what they're afraid to lose, and whether love-no matter how scarred-can still be saved. Because sometimes, healing doesn't come before the damage. Sometimes, the snow only falls after.

Two different world bound to collapse. The Formula 1 driver, Tian, his life drawn on to the impossible speeds and noises. The faster he drove, the quieter it become inside him. And The star, Ziyu, life in different kind of noise. His life was threadted through melody and camera flashses. His songs carried warmth but his days often drifted in solitude. Fate, make them crosses path, again and again. In the small pauses between their worlds, something began to take a shape. Something that neither could name it, though both quietly understood. And someday, though neither of the couldn't see it yet, the sound of roaring engines and the echo of music would fall away. Leaving only the rhythm of two heart learning to move in the same direction.

If love is forgotten, who is without fault? Readers Discretion is advised! 💥

In the darkness of their home, Tian and Zi Yu confront the fragile line between what the world is allowed to see and what their hearts have already known for a long time. After letting a small truth slip into the outside world - just enough to be noticed, just enough to be dangerous - Tian comes home carrying the weight of that choice. What waits for him is Zi Yu, and the conversation they can no longer avoid. Between fear, love, and a piano playing hopelessly out of tune, one truth becomes impossible to deny: they are real - and they always have been.

A blind Omega comes infront of an Alpha seeking revenge, only to become the one for whom he would burn the world.

Wu Suowei can't sit. Walking is questionable. Dignity? Gone. Jiang Xiaoshuai returns to the clinic- only to deeply regret his timing. Chi Cheng, on the other hand, looks unfairly fine. And far too comfortable about it. This is how I imagined the day after their first night together would be, if Jiang Xiaoshuai hadn't kept hiding at Guo Chengyu's place. Pain. Embarrassment. Laughter. And the quiet certainty that some things are absolutely worth the consequences.