Abby's Ultimate Competition Novels & Stories

"Shooting, then." "Pffft...." Skye let out a snort. "Girl, you must've not known that Mobius had won plenty of shooting competitions since young." Rowen, who was seated in the front passenger seat, was a little worried. "Abigail, how about you change to a different challenge?" "You think I can beat him in rock climbing or sprinting?" Abigail asked. "Ugh.... you're right. Mar, don't make things difficult for Abigail, add two more types of challenge for her," Rowen pleaded.

So I was currently leading us to get some hot chocolate before hitting some of the booths and little competitions they had going on. "Maybe we can enter the snowman contest." Jackson suggested. "Aubrey and I won three times before." He told Knox. "That's because you cheated once." Annie butted in. "We did not!" I defended myself. "We won fair and square." "You two started before they even reached one and then stole Lucas and I's clothing." Annie shook her head. "Not our fault you left your clothing right beside us." Jackson pointed out to which I agreed. "Competitiveness runs in the family it seems." Knox commented.

“I’ve never hunted before and I’ve always been the worst when it comes to physical exercise. You might want to find someone else.” Anya’s face fell. I felt a little bad again, but this was for the best. I was going to make a fool out of myself to get out of this competition and I didn’t want to drag her down with me. “However,” Alexander continued, “contestants who kill multiple prey can eliminate additional competition. The more rabbits you bring back, the better your chances of advancing to the next round.” I glanced around, noticing Sophia’s look of absolute focus nearby. She still had that gaggle of teammates around her but I knew she was already thinking about how to screw them all over

And Edward could already tell: the competition was going to be fierce. Then his eyes landed on one design in particular. A slow, satisfied smirk crept across his lips. Abigail. Her entry had made it through. And not just scraped by—it had one of the highest scores from the judges. She’d submitted under a pseudonym, of course. Chloe had made it clear she didn’t want Abigail involved. But Abigail? She wasn’t the type to back down quietly.

She didn’t have the slightest intention of losing to Zoe’s partner designer who turned out to be her own rival—Fabian. In the next room, Zoe was sitting comfortably, thinking about what she was going to do as soon as she won the competition. According to her sources, Fabian should be the unanimous winner of the competition as she had the support from Bella itself, and of course, one of the main judges of the contest—her fiancé. A complacent smile was also very visible on Fabian’s face. She already knew who she would be facing off at the first round. She vowed that for Sonia, this would be her first and last time being a contestant of the competition.

"This is brain fuel for Ava. She's aiming for a 1550 tomorrow! Why do you care? You don't even know basic algebra." Mason rubbed his red hand and grumbled. "You're so biased, Mom. Who cares if Ava is smart? She's missed two application seasons in a row. She hasn't even touched the trust. Meanwhile, Brianna is on the board, showing off her custom G-Wagon every day." "Shut up!" Victoria's voice was absolute and commanding. "Go back to your room!" Mason stomped off. He threw one last comment over his shoulder: "Whatever. That matcha looks gross anyway. Doesn't look like it makes anyone smarter."

The announcer's voice rose, heightening the audience’s excitement. The buzzer sounds, and the announcer yells, “What a match!! Ladies and gentlemen, there we have it! We have the last two finalists. The two finalists are Kailani Rose from the Black Rose pack and Abby Crescent from the Star Crescent pack. Who will be our winner?” "Only one more fight," I thought, steeling myself for the final clash with Abby. My muscles trembled as I locked eyes with Abby. She was just as battered and bruised, but determination shone in her eyes. We circled each other for a moment before launching into the fight.

Arabella voice rang out as Adrian and Ivan pulled out their cards for another set of tokens. “But Axel wants—” “He doesn't.” Arabella chimed in. Axel typed fast, “I don't want it anymore. It's already dark Dad, I’m starving.” Suddenly they realised how much time they had spent on this competition. For a token that was only worth $2, they had each spent over $500. They had won so many plushie that Arabella asked the attendant to share them around for the other kids. They finally gave up. “I’m sorry. Let's go and eat.”