30 Day Idol Challenge Novels & Stories

The intense pain has me biting hard on my tongue to stifle the groans threatening to spill over my lips. Damn it. It's a lot worse than the last. I roll on my back, wrapping my arms around my stomach. Hah....it hurts. It hurts too much. Lying on the bare snow, the cold drilled into my bones, numbing some part of the pain. Hah—exactly how long will I have to bear this? Will I even be able to last the thirty days like this?

Her voice lowered just a fraction. "Can I really finish all of this in ten days?" Her throat tightened slightly as she swallowed. "Because I'm pretty sure…" she added with a faint exhale, "you still have more to list even after this." {It is a ten-day challenge, Host.} {A reward package will be granted upon successful completion of the training.} "I see…" Ivy murmured, letting out a slow, heavy sigh. She pushed herself up to her feet, her posture straightening as something fierce settled into her eyes.

I wrapped a blanket around my body and they watched me as if I was an alien. I smiled at them. "Also, if you want to keep seeing me, you will do so separately. You have thirty days to impress me. In the end, I'll choose one of you," I calmly explained before entering the bathroom. I closed the door behind me, placing a hand to my beating heart. Thirty days? Why would I give them thirty days to impress me? Why would they want to impress me? They could have any girl they wanted. But I'm not just any girl. I'm Livia Muron. I should've given them seven days. They were wasting time I could've spent on work.

“The competitors who will remain, after thirty minutes of battle, will proceed to the Final challenge, which will be held three days from now!” Three days. That’s too long. I want this to be over as soon as possible. How about if I defeat all of them now, to the point that they won’t be able to join the challenge three days from now? I am about to grin when I slap both my cheeks. To distract myself, I look for Caius in the audience area. Meeting his eyes, he nods at me. ‘Do it,’ I can almost hear him say. I take a deep breath. I am ready. I will win once again, and I will take vengeance on these people.

I replied firmly. Andrew leaned closer to me, a mischievous glint in his eyes. "You don't have a mere idea with whom you are dealing," he whispered, his voice dripping with confidence. "100 days, or I will marry you now," he said, a smirk playing on his lips. My heart skipped a beat as I stared back at him, realizing the gravity of his challenge. Could I resist his charm for 100 days, or would I find myself falling in love against my will?

Ariel answered, "Three months." Christin was exposed and felt even more dissatisfied. "Three months is also a long period of time! It was freaking three months! That's ninety days! During these ninety days, I've been singing and dancing every day. I have to sing a few times just for one sentence. I almost vomited due to singing for such a long time. I even performed on stage to make it to the top three, so I could be together with you. I am the son of a wealthy family and worked so hard for you by participating in the show. Can't you just let me stay here tonight?" "No, I can't!"

The words hit like a shot fired into silence. Adriana’s breath caught, her chest tightening as the truth wrapped around her like a chain and a promise. He had said it—not to her, not softly in the dark, but here, before their enemies. Before the Council. But the moment was short-lived. The elder raised his cane, striking it against the marble with finality. “Three nights. The Challenge begins at midnight. Until then, Damian Moretti, you are bound by oath. Any act of dishonor before that hour will strip you of your right to fight.”

Then, right when she thought neither of them would back down, a hint of amusement flickered in Gendry's expression before he finally broke the staring contest and looked away. Tessa exhaled sharply through her nose. At least she’d won this round. “Okay, I’ll start.” Maya walked toward the center of the circle, holding an empty bottle of beer. She crouched and gave the bottle a spin. Everyone watched as it whirled around, finally stopping on one of her cousins. Maya smirked. “Daniel! Truth or challenge?” Daniel groaned. “Challenge.” Maya’s grin turned wicked. “Sing Old MacDonald—for thirty seconds.”