miniature tennis balls

The regent of the Tianxia Kingdom, who had control over a huge army and ruled over a powerful kingdom, was never close to women. One day, he was poisoned again and nearly died. While everyone worried that he had no successors, a kid who looked exactly like he was brought to the palace gate. Only then did they recall that, five years ago, when the regent was poisoned for the first time, the Yu family's eldest daughter was kidnapped and brought to him for auspicious reasons. Since they shared similar fates, she did everything she could to help rid him of the poison. However, on the day he awakened, the royal family plotted against her, and she disappeared mysteriously. The regent's eyes became dim when he saw the kid. "Did your mother finally decide she couldn't forget about me and ask you to return in her stead?" The kid clenched his jaws. "No! The young prince of Xichu will marry the eldest princess, who is my mother, in a few days. My mother asked me to come and check if you're still alive. She doesn't want you to die on the day she gets married. It's bad luck." After he finished his sentence, the regent picked him up and walked out with big strides. "Don't worry. I won't die on your mother's wedding day. After all... I've got a wedding to crash."

Thirty-three years old. A talentless tennis player for NK company with an unsuccessful career, Han Woo Jin. No matter how hard he tried, there was a limit to how much he could accomplish. Eventually, when the day for him to quit tennis had finally arrived, he was sent back ten years to the past with a system… You can find the previous chapter at myoniyonitranslation but because they are dropped the story i will mtled the story xd

By sheer happenstance, Wang Hui's casual purchase of a blind box revealed an entire miniature world. A mere scattering of crumbs could sustain a tiny tribe through the harshest winter, while a single soda can was sufficient to fully arm thousands of diminutive soldiers. To these minute humans, he was nothing short of a deity descended from the heavens. Even more astonishingly, subsequent blind box acquisitions unveiled a second, a third, and numerous additional miniature worlds. He could even interlace these tiny realms, observing from on high the clashes of varied civilizations. "With countless small worlds within my command," he mused, "I am the sovereign of these boundless miniature beings."

balls are week and sensitive, vaginas take a pound i NG, cuz they want to act like pussies so what would you do honey?!

Demons have been revived and humans have become insignificant. In this world, there were bloodthirsty werewolves and adorable fairies. There were crafty vampires and deities high above. After waking up from his sleep, Amos realized that he was in a miniature world. The living creatures in this country were even smaller than ants. Amos could create an endless tempest with a breath. He could cause a torrential downpour with a sneeze, shatter the city walls with a punch, and level mountains with a footstep. The many dwarves revered him and regarded him as an ancient deity. They prayed fervently to him and offered him sacrifices. [Ding, your devout follower has sacrificed a mythical item, Lightning God's Hammer, to you. You have obtained the powers of lightning.] [Ding, your devout follower has sacrificed the Heart of Wisdom to you. Your abilities of insight have been greatly increased. You can now understand anything.] [Ding, your devout follower has sacrificed the Book of Darkness to you. You now control the powers of darkness. Your understanding of dark magic has increased greatly.] Supported by the miniature, Amos unwittingly became the omnipotent God of this world!

For Cynthia Knightley, she thought she had it all: a good job and a loving boyfriend. But those two things were ripped away from her in the most brutal way, and on her twentieth birthday. Down on her luck, Cynthia finds herself homeless with her belongings by her side in a suitcase as she tries to numb the pain of betrayal at the bar. However, a chance encounter with tennis prodigy, Sinacore Williams, changes the course of her life. After she saves him from two mystery men trying to sabotage his career, they spend one passionate night together that leads to a slew of events she never thought were possible. When the media learns of the pair leaving a hotel together, Sinacore makes Cynthia a deal—they start a fake relationship, and in return, he will give her a job on his team. The more time Cynthia spends with Sinacore, the more their connection deepens, in more ways than one, and they’re forced to face many hurdles together. Will the pair stick to the terms of the contract? Or will they give into their desires? My Tennis Prince Mate is created by Cara TaleSmith, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

"What would you do if you were able to stop time? What would you do if you were able to speed up time? What would you do if you were able to Create life? What would you do if you had control over all that exists in the world What would you do if you had a whole world to yourself? What would you do if you were a god?" A young man in the middle of the night stopped typing on his laptop. His hands started shaking and the black spots on his arms increase further. His illness was acting up. As much as he would like to continue writing his novel, he knows he should not overexert himself. The young man then closed his eyes. By the time he opened his eyes, what was in his vision was no longer the same as before. Instead of the walls o his home, only the wild expense of a forest could be seen. only, this forest of greenery was only as tall as his finger. His feet got wet from stepping into the little pond below him. Whist the young man was doing his own thing, in a far of kingdom, a person barged into the queen's throne room. "My queen! Lord giant creator god has returned!" _____ Zenn, a 20 year old young man suddenly found out that he was affected by an incurable illness. With his death basically imminent, he quit school and went back to his home to take care of his sick mother. He believed that things would go on like that till he could no longer hold on, but something changed some day. He appeared in another world. ... *Technically i don't own the cover so if the owner want me to take it down, speak mortal... *cough*

Vergil didn't like his life and felt that he was heading into a dead end when suddenly he is transported to the shelf of an almighty being. The supreme being brands their minds with the knowledge they need to be useful and has his assistant send them away to a new world to collect a black coffin for him. He didn't like his old life and now his new life will include hunting down miniatures for a mountain sized toddler. Expect Smut starting after chapter 7.

Raghav Rao was a nobody—an ordinary ball boy with a dream of becoming the world’s top tennis player. But when he touches an ancient racket left behind by a mysterious grandmaster, he awakens a strange power: the ability to devour the talents of any player he defeats. As he rises from obscurity, he must face ruthless rivals, secret organizations, and the dark cost of the power he's inherited. In a world where talent is everything, how far will he go?

Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!