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Synopsis “An International reality show where two exes accidentally arrived having their own motives. One had come for fame and others because of a bet, will they be able to achieve their goals or past emotions will ignite. Will they overcome their emotions or start a new relationship? Let’s follow their journey in the game show where will you be able to see reel and real romance” Disclaimer: Credits for the picture goes to my sister. Don't copy without my permission. Don't post my work on other sites. Announcement:I will be posting this story on RoyalRoad https://unisonofgeekshow.wordpress.com Please visit this site for side stories.

At twenty-four, a burned-out office worker dies with one regret: he never pursued his dream of becoming an actor. His next breath comes as a child in the womb of India's most celebrated celebrity couple, on an alternate Earth where entertainment shapes global culture and influence. Armed with every memory of his previous life and blessed by a mysterious God-Tier System, Aryan vows that this time he will leave nothing to chance. From childhood commercials to blockbuster films, from Bollywood to Hollywood, from humble family moments to the world's grandest red carpets, Aryan embarks on a journey to become the greatest entertainer in history. Alongside his devoted childhood sweetheart, loyal friends, fierce rivals, and loving family, he discovers that true greatness isn't measured only by fame or wealth—but by the legacy left in the hearts of millions.

The Real Hero The concrete felt colder at night. It pressed against Jay’s back, hard and unyielding, as if the city itself wanted to remind him that he didn’t belong. He pulled his jacket tighter, thin as it was, and tried to ignore the ache in his stomach—a hunger that had become as familiar as his own name. People passed by, eyes averted. Sometimes they muttered, “Get a job,” or “Why don’t you fix yourself?” as if he hadn’t tried. As if he hadn’t filled out dozens of applications, only to be told he didn’t have the right address, the right phone, the right look. As if he hadn’t stood in line at shelters, hoping for a bed, or waited at soup kitchens, hoping for a meal. He’d done everything he could. He’d swallowed his pride, asked for help, tried to keep hope alive in a world that seemed determined to snuff it out. But the system was a maze with no exit, and every door he found was locked tight. Still, every morning, Jay woke up and faced the day. He found a way to keep going, even when the weight of it all threatened to crush him. He found small reasons—a smile from a stranger, the warmth of the sun on his face, the memory of better days. He found ways to cope, ways to survive, even when survival felt like the hardest thing in the world. People judged him for how he coped, for the choices he made just to get through another day. But they didn’t see the courage it took to keep trying, to keep breathing, to keep living in a world that seemed to have no place for him. At the end of the day, Jay knew the truth: The real heroes weren’t the ones with money or power, the ones who looked away and pretended not to see. The real heroes were the ones who kept going, who kept fighting, who refused to give up, even when they had nothing left. And then, something changed. Jay started sharing his story with others who were struggling, not just with words but with actions—offering a blanket, a kind word, a moment of understanding. He showed that real kindness wasn’t about a camera or a headline; it was about seeing people, really seeing them, and caring enough to act. His message spread, one person at a time, creating a chain reaction of genuine kindness and care. People started helping each other, not for applause, not for a show, but because they finally understood what it meant to be human. Jay couldn’t help but think of all the so-called “kindness” he’d seen on TV, the staged generosity and choreographed smiles. Ellen DeGeneres, for example—did you ever stop and think maybe your show got canceled because the world needs real change, not just reel change? Maybe people are finally waking up to the fact that what we need isn’t a feel-good segment, but a movement of real compassion. As Jay watched the city lights flicker in the darkness, he realized that surviving wasn’t about fixing himself. It was about refusing to be broken by a world that didn’t care, and about inspiring others to do the same. It was about holding on, no matter what, and finding hope in the smallest of things—and in each other. That, he decided, was what it really meant to be alive. He can't afford to pay attention... and he did, what's your excuse?! it's not about who you help Ellen you've helped so many people right? who did you ignore!? and yet I'm called crazy you claim you want to help people but then the people who actually need your help you avoid at the request of people you don't even question y!!! wh

"Lena is assigned a new mission in which she has to spy on the gangster's activities, and there she meets Alex. Lena: You are blind, can't you see where you are going with your head held high? Alex: Miss, first of all, everyone walks with their head held high, not with their head down. And you are the one who is trying to find faults in me instead of seeing that I am a handsome guy, not someone to be seduced by your tricks . Lena*How can he talk so much like Crow* Alex: What are you looking at behind me? Lena: You've been talking about the handsome guy, that's what I am looking for, right? He's not visible, Where he is you were talking?

Your step father was horrible man Zane! He did things I saw with my two own eyes! God forbidden he was never interested in me. Because if he were I would not have been here. I would been laying in the hole far from here like those other girls! " I yell as tears roll down my face falling to the cold ground of dirt. Trees whistled past my face as the evening grow more and more. "I saw it... them... they were life less j-just a-a f-fucking corpse." Zane walk towards me as I Neil onto the dirt tears falling rapidly. "I'm so sorry Sierra.. I-I have..." I look up at him to see tears rolling of his cheeks... his red puffy cheeks. Cheeks that I so wanted to hold and kiss. But I can't I can't even look at him anymore... I'm no good for him... I bringing my head back up towards him. "I can't love you." I say getting up as he was nearing me more. Leaving the woods. I wanted to turn around and jump into him and kiss him tell him I can do this. but I don't ...I leave like the coward I am. (Also note! There is no sexual assault in this book. But there is other stuff Such as violence, gore, depression, sexual scenes Thats consented. Bipolar, suicide thoughts and confusion emotions. )

I got what I deserved but I can't believe what I got I'm eliyas taqiuddin,I'm a loser who lost it all,wrecked it all and lost the one thing that mattered to me my heart.

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Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

Feng Qing, a top surgeon from the 21st century, wakes up in a body no one wants — married off to Rong Ling, the most powerful Regent in Dayan, a man who makes it abundantly clear: "Do you think you're worthy of marrying this king? Foolish." While he keeps his distance, she keeps herself busy, saving lives with medical knowledge centuries ahead of its time, collecting debts from those who wronged the original body's owner, and planning her exit strategy. Later, he became the New Emperor— "Qing Qing, from now on, you are my Empress." "Not interested."

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.