Sinner Stories

Lena Moretti had always lived for the tennis court - the rhythm, the focus, the control. Until Jannik Sinner. They were childhood best friends, partners in every sense, until one fight tore them apart. Years later, they hadn't spoken, and Lena thought the past was behind her. But now, Jannik was back in her world, more magnetic and infuriating than ever... and they were forced to play together in mixed doubles. The courts weren't just a place to compete anymore - they were a battlefield of old grudges, unspoken feelings, and undeniable chemistry. Lena hated him. She loved him. And no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't ignore that their story wasn't finished. The game had begun. Heyy guyssssssssss, THIS IS MY SECOND BOOK ABOUT JANNIK!! I can't believe it ! I really hope you love it and enjoy it as much as you did the last one ! Love you all !!!

In a world where people wield mysterious powers known as SIN, we follow a boy named Axel. Unlike most, he carries no gift-only questions about his past. His search for answers leads him deep into an empire ruled by Sinners, where secret orders and even deities shape the fate of this cursed world. What begins as a personal quest soon drags Axel into the very origin of SIN itself. Through ambition and betrayal - love and loss - his journey only carries a final truth. Will Axel rise to uncover the truth behind this cursed world, or will it consume him before he's ready to face it? ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Update Schedule New chapters will be released every Tuesday, Friday and Sunday. Contact For questions or feedback, you can reach me at: stepsnovel@gmail.com

Fame, beauty, success. The Group A of La Fenice have it all, and everyone wants to be like them. Beatrice is no exception: she is convinced that she will never be chosen and that Riccardo will remain the unattainable celebrity she has always had a crush on. But just when she is ready to give up everything, sudden fame comes her way, turning her life upside down and calling all her certainties into question. Amidst deception and challenges, Becs discovers that Group A is not just about exclusive parties and red carpets, packed stadiums, intrusive paparazzi and prestigious tennis tournaments. Behind the extreme competition lies a dense network of alliances, unspeakable secrets and a reality that is always filtered for the public depending on the occasion. Even when Beatrice believes she has found her place, there will be no peace for her. Someone wants to destroy her and will use all means at their disposal to do so. Betrayals, lies and a ruthless hunt for the menacing presence will lead her to discover the truth about people much more like her than she could have imagined, but above all about herself. 'Maybe you don't understand where you are. Or maybe you just happened to be in the wrong place.' 'The wrong place? The question is: what place is this...'

She hails from meteor city, just as her fellow spiders. Now one might ask, How can the legs remain loyal to the head? How will they stay attached? Simple. A body. Three components. A head, an abdomen, and legs. Bell is quite possible the reason the spider is held together to this day. With an interesting moral compass, a strange personality, a passion fueled by hatred and past, and powers that put many nen users to shame, she'll do whatever she wants. No one can stop her, right?

poems i wrote during the years of my life. good boring bad sad. hurt happy. some of my kids, friend that passed away. Poems of death life love hate, jehovah god. anything that i can find that is mine or my childrens, family. some might not be good however it is poetry and it counts. some are dupicates and changed and made better has years passed by. they are not in order by catagory. the most i can do is chapters and over teh poem put the title and kind of poem it is. thank you for reading and being a fan. if you vote thank you even more. if you like thanks alot.

The town of Slate Hill and Los Catalogs has been alarmed when a bodies were found after the night of the traditional party in Slate Hill. A fun night but a tragic tomorrow.

When seventeen year old Nat Barker is told that she's going to be sent to Military school if she doesn't clean up her act, she decides that doing her homework doesn't seem like such a bad idea after all. But that was before her arch nemesis Morgan Paine declares a Prank War. Suddenly Nat is forced into sneaking around and pulling anonymous pranks, trying desperately not to get caught for fear of saluting in horrid camouflage jumpsuits. But with Morgan and his cronies doing everything in their power to catch her out red handed, will she be safe from her parents cruel punishment? And more importantly, who will win the prank war?

it's surprisingly my first book in this series...or should this book be a full series? yeah it's my first series in a book....uh....sorry I'm horrible at this....;~;

This is just for my boredom so it WILL be horrible, be warned

--> Anabelle was just a small writer who owned a bookstore in Tennessee, but when a truck ran into her car as she was on her way to a meeting, she fell into hell. But Ana had always lived a great life, so why wasn't she in heaven? Was someone trying to frame her? will she be friends or make enemies out of the sinners in hell? Well, don't ask me! Read the story....

بچه که بودم عاشق عدد سیزده بودم👽 دلم میخواست زودتر سیزده سالم شه💞 بهش امید داشتم..... اما بابا می‌گفت نحسه💀 تا اینکه سیزده سالم شد فهمیدم حق با بابا بود.... سیزده عدد نحسیه☠

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"You're pregnant." Certainly not the words a lowly highschool girl wants to hear. But what can I do about it? Nothing, absolutely, positively nothing. How do I cope with being pregnant with a parasite? I contemplate ways to die. Hell, that's all I can do.

Where do you go when you kill someone? Jacob is a nine year old boy who looks like he's six. But age doesn't matter when you are in a game for your soul and the Devil is pulling the balls. A nudist horror short story written to challenge everything you believe in. My work is often misunderstood. If you have questions, please ask.

A short story about a shy young woman, Sophie, who is sent to a convent by her family. She meets and shares her bedroom with another nun with a bubbly personality, Annabelle. What will they do when buds of love grow between them? Will their sins be discovered? A sapphic novella about attraction.

"I love you" Griff says as his head dissapear between my legs .

I decided to celebrate the new upcoming Hazbin Hotel show coming out during 2024! I'm adding my own character to it! I'll work on the pilot and make some side stories of my own!

(BOOK 1) Kaeya was a male of ice. He might be cold in many ways, but he was never cold with you. He was warm, friendly, and even a gentleman. As you travel across Teyvat, Kaeya's ice-cold heart begins to melt. And it has nothing to do with the Hydro vision around your neck. (Prince Kaeya x Fem!Reader)

This is the most sexual, most spine-tingling, most calcium overdose inducing, most eröôøòóòtic, most erect, most powerful, and magical sensation of a story. It details a great orgy between every single Alternate Universe Sans in existence, where they all fuck one another and cum into each other's bony asses. Then, they all climax and every single one of them have such a massive orgasm that the universes they belong in are disrupted by the sheer power of their mega orgasmic cum energy, which combines all universes into one single universe, therefore creating the ultimate sans body that is the literal epiphany of God and sexual imtercourse. So strap on your masturbatory hook grabber and your ballsack semen instigator, because you're going on a journey more sexual than the God of Love her self, in fact, she masutrbated to this book due to its unlimited sexual potency. You could just feel the sexual tension leaking off these very words, the sensuality! THIS IS PERHAPS EVEN BETTER THAN PORN ITSELF! Have a nice time, fucking your self in euphoria, you bastards! ;) I belong in Hell now.

Sin differs in the eyes of everyone. Sin is oftentimes provoked by fears.