Cash Prize Writing Contests Novels & Stories

“But didn’t you always say jewelry should stay fresh, always upgrading? Or are you actually just out of money? Oh, right I forgot, that fifty-million payout scandal. His parents caught wind of it. I’d assume your accounts are under close watch these days.” “Fifty million on rewards?” Alex, curious. Fifty million wasn’t remotely impossible for him to fathom, but it wasn’t pocket change either. He genuinely wanted to understand what kind of promotional offer justified that scale of spend. “Just game payouts. Cash for staying logged in, refunds on tasks, raffle drops in fan groups, that kind of thing” “Was it a holiday? Some kind of national celebration?” “Neither. Just a regular day.” Alex sta

“I’m surprised the bank didn’t list a payee.” I’ve already moved on to the next letter, out of habit more than anything else. However the second letter is as shocking as the first. It’s a notification claiming I’ve won a contest I’m certain I never entered. You won! The bold text reads, Congratulations, your vouchers for a year of free spa visits are inside. “What on earth is happening?” I mutter in astonishment. I mean, I suppose this is something that I might have randomly entered a lottery for and forgotten about, or perhaps a raggle from some corporate event, but I certainly didn’t put any effort into entering a contest like this.

“A new art contest is being hosted in Florence city. The winners will be shown on the billboard for one month and will get a chance to be interviewed, and the articles will be published in our weekly magazine.” “The prize is $100,000. Whoever becomes number one shall be given the privilege of spending one night and two days in a grand hotel for two also.” “The other runner up…….”. “Who are the judges?”. He goes through the column of judges. All of them are unknown to him. He drops the magazine by accident. He stood up and looked down at it. “Will I be able to win this time?”. “Though, Christina is not taking part in it. What should I do?”.

Richard’s sickening, insatiable greed and Camilia’s venomous, burning hatred swirled in her mind, over and over like a broken record, like knives digging repeatedly into old wounds but beneath the disgust, a profound sense of clarity settled over her and she would tear down heaven and earth to reclaim what her parents had left for her. Suddenly a melodic ping shattered the silence of the room. Ruby blinked, snapping out of her trance. Her gaze flicked toward her desk, where her laptop sat wide open. With a slow, deliberate stride, she walked over to the desk and pulled the laptop closer. The sender's address instantly made her breath hitch,’The International Crown Art Competition Committee’.

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

That part had daydreamed constantly about all the things I could do with the grand prize of $100,000, or even the first and second runner-up prizes of $50,000 and $30,000, respectively. However, with the caliber of people I’m seeing here, and the gossip I’ve been hearing, it seems all I’m going to walk away with is the debt that I put myself into to be able to stand a chance to win the money. “Hey, I don’t like that look on your face. Aurora and I already told you that it doesn’t matter whether you win or not. And if you’re worried about the money you borrowed from me, then don’t be. You don’t have to pay it back. I made you participate in this contest, so consider that money my contribution

This was the first time they held it in public, and the winner will receive a large cash prize and a scholarship. I am in desperate need of money right now because my mother is ill, and my extra job income is insufficient to cover her medication costs. My friends are urging me to participate because they believe my skills will benefit me and win the grand prize. I needed the scholarship so that my mother would no longer have to work to support my studies. For me, this will be a win-win situation. And with that, I promised that I'd do my best, that I'd pour my knowledge and skills into making the best cupcakes and desserts in the world. Let the battle begin! I'm so fuckin' prepared!

Plus, there were posters posted on various walls advertising it. The Oasis was holding a singing contest that started at nine o’clock and ended at eleven. Contestants had to sing a song from the 70s. The contest was open to groups and single singers. It was fifty dollars to enter. Third prize was two hundred dollars, the second prize was three hundred dollars, first prize was five hundred dollars. All three winners would get a trophy and a hundred dollar coupon for the Oasis. “You should enter, Chelsea,” Catherine said. “You have a wonderful voice.”

Nick and the sheriff shook their heads with amusement. Goldman handed Lance his credit card. “We want a big ass order of wings with ranch and blue cheese on the side and three beers. Keep the beers comin’. We also want to know more about this wet nightie contest.” Lance laughed. “All right, big guy. The winner gets a $700 prize, runner-up gets $500, and third place gets $200. The contest will start in thirty minutes.” “That sounds great, buddy, thanks,” Goldman said and patted him on the back.

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.