tennis visual novel

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

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.

Ima was always a pariah. His obsession with video games and visual novels made him the perfect target for social rejection, leading him to live more within digital worlds than in the harshness of reality. However, his life changes drastically after a failed confession of love ends in a fatal accident. On the threshold of death, Ima receives an offer impossible to refuse: a second chance in exchange for a deal that will alter his existence forever. Waking up seconds before the impact, Ima discovers that he now possesses the abilities of the games he loves so much. Notifications, statistics, and decision points appear before his eyes. But what seems like any fan's dream soon transforms into a lucid nightmare. Ima will not be slow to understand that the mechanics of a visual novel are atrocious when applied to real life. Forced by a power he cannot turn off and dragged by social circumstances beyond his control, he will gradually find himself entangled in dilemmas and problems that will lead him to live a life he never desired.

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?

The author of this novel has unfortunately passed away. The story will go an infinite hiatus. It will remain online as an open source for inspiration for anyone who wishes to reimagine it. Thank you for accompanying the author on their journey.

"Huh,Why I'm Here" The moment i opened my eyes i was in a different world and if this wasn't enough i was in world of the visual novel which i played . Can I survive?

Tennis System: From Ball Boy to World No.1 Lucas Moreau is just a ball boy at Roland Garros. Son of Alexandre Moreau, a former world champion disgraced for match-fixing, he survives in the shadows, daily humiliated by those who destroyed his family. But the day he hits rock bottom, a mysterious system activates: [TENNIS SYSTEM ACTIVATED] Serve: 3/100 Forehand: 5/100 Mental: 15/100 With pathetic stats and banned from touching a racket, Lucas discovers this system is his father's last gift. His final chance to prove his innocence. From underground tournaments to controversial wild cards, follow Lucas's addictive progression as he climbs the ranks of world tennis. Every stat point earned, every level unlocked, every rival crushed brings him closer to his ultimate goal: becoming World No.1 and clearing his father's name. But in a world where the Beaumonts control the federation and evidence is buried deep, can one really go from ball boy to legend with just determination... and a system?

FEAR ME!!, I scream, my voice tearing out of my chest.

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"