Cash Prize Competitions Novels & Stories

No one volunteered. Dan was a bit embarrassed now. To save face, he raised his voice and said, "Okay, how about this? We'll have rewards for the top three performers. The first prize is the newly released fruit phone, the second prize is 2,000 in cash, and the third prize is a 1,000 supermarket shopping card. As for those who don't win, there will be participation prizes. So, what do you think? Will you consider it?" As soon as he finished speaking, the expressions of his colleagues changed. Ashley also volunteered to play the game.

"What I'm about to say is something I've mentioned to everyone in previous years as well. This year, I won't be playing as a team with all of you, but I hope you all remember why we train so hard. "As for the prize money, CalX would not take any commission. It will be distributed to everyone based on each person's contribution to the game, just like in previous years. The after-tax income will be shared among everyone. I hope you show your best and give it your all tomorrow."

"A guy came in first thing this morning wearing a mask and cashed out the 30 million. I just saw the live stream and put it together." [What did he look like?] [Couldn't tell. He was covered head to toe and showed up the second I unlocked the doors. I had no idea the ticket was bought off someone. If I'd known, I never would have let him redeem it!] Wesley clenched his fists and spoke directly into the camera. "I'm asking for everyone's help to find this person and get the ticket back. Once it's done, I'll pay a million dollars to whoever helped make it happen."

" A chill ran down my spine. Fear gripped my throat so tight I forgot how to breathe. "Josh, you're selling me out? "After all these years, with you being my best friend, you'd trade me for a stack of cash?" He backed away, shaking his head as he stammered, "D-don't give me that look... Ms. Emerson, the casino queen, is loaded–and she has a big thing for guys with your kind of birthmark. She'd wipe out any debt for a chance with one. "She's got her quirks, and you've got the mark. I figured–hey, maybe she'll dig you. You could end up living the high life as Mr. Emerson!"

“Congratulations, ma'am. You got that money because you won a lucky draw held by our company. That is your prize money.” I still could not believe what was happening! I said, “But I did not apply for any lottery.” “Are you a regular purchaser of Captain’s Cereal?” “Yes. I do buy them a lot.” I said. “Captain's Cereal is our partner company. Every year they conduct this lucky draw for their most loyal customers. Every year someone wins and this year, it happened to be you.” My head was getting dizzy. So that money is… really mine? I hung up on the phone and ran straight into the men's locker room. I need to see Elijah!

The girls erupted into excited chitters at the news, but I was just busy wondering if this meant that I wasn’t going to be kicked out. “Of course,” Beta James continued, “the ball is a section of the trials where you each will be put into consideration to be the Alpha’s mate, but there is another benefit to this ball as well. On the night itself you will be judged by fashion, looks, and poise, and the top five contestants will receive cash prizes, with a large sum of $100,000 being given to the winner.” I widened my eyes in shock. That amount certainly upped the stakes—it would wipe out my medical debt entirely and leave a little extra so I could focus on finding my daughter without having

And I hope I am right, because this is also a good opportunity. Maddox told me while on the road that this event is an annual, open-format competition. A way for packs to find hidden gems—warriors, scouts, and tacticians. Anyone can sign up. Stand out, and you walk away with more than just bragging rights. Titles. Contracts. Invitations into elite units. Even veterans like Maddox are here to climb the ladder. And for those in the top three? The prizes are to die for: One of a kind weapon of choice forged by the Silverfang smiths, a one-on-one training contract with a War General, and… recognition.

The hostess’ voice was loud and clear. “Third prize winner’s orders will be free of charge. Second prize is a special service at the bar, with up to two escorts for the winner. Our grand prize includes all the above and a gift pack worth 4999 dollars.” “What is the special prize, then?” Someone asked eagerly. Tanya was also curious about it.

She stabbed the paper with her finger right over the line that read "$10,000 Cash Prize." The figure certainly drew Bella's attention. She read further and her interest dimmed. The Lodge Presents the Annual Alpha's Pet Contest Only Hot Male Subs Ages 18-30 Need Apply FRIDAY NIGHT ONLY 11 p.m. — ??? Winner receives access to the Alpha's Dungeon, a $10,000 cash prize, and the coveted diamond collar! "What is this?" Bella asked warily. "It sounds like a cheesy reality show." “That’s because Brendan handles the marketing and he’s a total cheeseball, but the contest is legit. And it’s cooler than it sounds. The House of Wolf throws a huge party every year with drinks, dancing and lots of hot guys

“Ugh, life is so unfair. If I had a partner, I’d be in every game. But I do have my eye on someone. If he says yes, we’re entering together.” “What games?” I ask, feigning innocence. “I mean, explain it. Just hearing about it is exciting.” Another girl leans toward me, phone in hand. “Here, let me show you something.” She scrolls, taps, then spins the screen my way. “You must have missed it. Valcour posted that the couple games and activities taking place here—there’s an actual prize for the final winner.” I squint at the post. “Prize?”