Contests Novels & Stories

“You’ve given me so much and I want to prove that I was worth your time and energy. But I’ve never done this before.” “Amber, I wouldn’t have chosen you if I didn’t think you could handle it. But, if you don’t want to compete, I can pull your name from the competition.” I tell her. Her head whips up. “Oh no! I’m competing! I just want to make you proud is all.” “Well, then. No worries, we are already proud.” After breakfast, we make our way to where Carlos will have his battle. Today, there are only 448 contestants. Any acting Beta, retired Beta or person over 18 with Beta blood can battle today, so some packs, like ours, have two contenders.

Nevertheless, I didn't let that get to me because winning the contest was all that mattered to me. I took a deep breath as I moved forward beside Jessica who threw a cocky and mischievous smile at me. I ignored her and faced the front. "Good day, the indigenous members of the Crystal River pack," "As we all know, today is the last contest of the five contests. The winner of this contest would be the Luna of the pack," "Well, today's contest would be quite different from the other one. The two contestants would have to go into the evil forest to get the Eternal Leaf of Life. It's one of the rarest leaf,"

Mom came out of the kitchen and said, "You must have forgotten, the annual youth contest is fast approaching, and the preparation has taken place already" "Oh", I completely forgot, I have missed out on a lot. The annual youth contest takes place every year and each supernatural clan including the mortals will choose a talented youth to participate in the contest and win victory for their clan. I have won this six times in a roll without my sight, but instead of praise I get disdain, they called me a waste of talent, I remember it all like it was yesterday, I want to go once more and fight now that I have my sight back, I want to see who dares speak trash of my name. The thought of this gave

Whenever you press the button five times, they will come to your aid and help you exit the contest. Remember, the following are not allowed and can lead to immediate disqualification; cheating, fighting, quarrelling, and stealing. Unless otherwise indicated, you are to work on your own and not pair up with anyone. Go ahead and freshen up. Set up your tent and get plenty of rest. Come tomorrow, you will begin your contest at first light. May the best man win." After speaking, the elderly council member left the forest together with the other council members, and the mighty gates of the Ulundi forest were shut tight.

"We need to make it harder for the slave. Who can hold out the longest. In fact, let's make it a double contest. Whichever slave holds out the longest is one contest and then once the winner of that contest is determined, whichever slave cums the most frequently in ten minutes once the orgasms start will be the next contest. That's assuming you can hold out for ten minutes yourself. If not, we can do some lesser amount of time." "I've climaxed twice this morning. I should be good for ten more minutes after the first contest is decided," I replied. "What are you suggesting as the prizes for each of the contests?" I wondered if he wanted to claim fucking rights,

But I couldn't help but harbor suspicions—was the crown prince's participation purely for the sake of competition, or did he harbor motives akin to others who sought contact with Hazel? The rules of the contest were straightforward: no killing, only the surrender of one's opponent would determine the victor. It seemed like a straightforward premise, but beneath its simplicity lay a complex tapestry of strategy, skill, and determination. As I prepared to face Theriod, I couldn't shake the feeling that this match carried greater implications than met the eye.

Kalen decided to take the group into town, as there would be more places to visit there. Their car entered the town hardly steered any attention, as everyone was going about their business. As they drove forward, an advertisement screen was suddenly projected into the sky. On seeing what was depicted there, Kalen’s attention was completely drawn to the image and its written description. It was a virtual fight contest between mech pilots. This time, not only him, practically everyone in the car had the expressions of curiosity on their faces. And coincidentally, the contest was starting 30 minutes later, making them heave a sigh of relief for not getting here later.

"What' s the matter? More important than you getting your little tent to calm down? " "It' s about the hunting contest. This competition is one of the most special ones. Once upon a time all the participants in the competition were werewolves who were born alpha, but this time you should have noticed. There are beta and gamma competing now. " Cynthia nodded, "That' s right. I noticed that. You mean it has something to do with Grade-based discrimination being banned? "

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I look at Hailee and she’s smiling at me. “Okay,” I think that’s better than doing nothing during the foundation day. “There will be a lot of rides and booths on that day. There are activities that everyone would definitely enjoy and… there’s an inter-school contest so… there would be a lot of outsiders and that’s the exciting part!” all I know is there are games, booths, and rides but the interschool contest… is new. Well, none of those are interesting either. “Really? I didn’t know that. Neither of us” Ara said. Just as I thought too.