Essay Contests For Money Novels & Stories

I'll be posting prompts for story openings based on our ongoing contests, successful outlines and designs, and if you are up for it, take it and write it out~ Come back to me with your own story and I have contracts to offer~ (well, if you already have a senior editor with GN, go to them :P -------

He whispered, “If you haven’t realized, you have a sexy pair of asses, and you have a beautifully structured le amazing Goddamn dick. You are just born for underwear modelling. Twenty-seven, you’re at a good age for that, and you’ll definitely earn yourself a huge place in the big boy’s world.” “Tsk! No!” again, I rolled my eyes as I clicked my tongue, “I don’t need the money! My parents left me tons of that to be spent for the rest of my life!” I said. Victor there showed me a blank face, “Don't you have better things to do then? Why do you want to join the competition all of a sudden?” he asked. Slapping Victor’s hand away from my ass, in a serious tone I mentioned, “The awards for the win

I grabbed my laptop and opened my inbox with sluggish fingers. And there it was, sitting boldly at the top. “Subject: Congratulations, You Have Been Shortlisted. From: Apex Group.” Sleep momentarily vanished from my eyes as I clicked it open and read the first lines, my breath catching in my throat: “Dear Miss Lydia, We are pleased to inform you that your grant proposal has been shortlisted for our prestigious 50 Million Dollar Business Revival Grant. You are among the few selected candidates. The final presentation event will be held tomorrow at 10:00 AM at our headquarters.

"Holy sh*t! We can't possibly beat Coachella or Eurovision with this, but we definitely beat every other institution in Little Xeottect by a long, long shot!" "How much money did we spend exactly, Marion? Less teasing, more telling!" A girl with a horse-tail braid butted in. "It's gonna blow your mind! $200,000 in total!" Marion signed a 2 and 0 with his hands before laughing. "When this event is over, all participants will receive a $100 monetary reward. You're welcome to indulge in some good food among yourselves." "Holy moly! Am I dreaming?" "How the hell did the university manage to get $200,000 for our event? Which corporation sponsored us this time? Last I checked, the highest sponsors

I gripped the edge of my seat, barely breathing. "All finalists will also be considered for fifty thousand dollar opportunities through our sponsors, including Nike's Future Designers Internship, CFDA scholarships, and placement programs with Parsons and FIT." She looked out across the crowd, her smile growing wider. "There would be other competitions in sciences and arts, but this is bigger than them all. I want to encourage every single one of you to put in your best work. This is life-changing, and I mean that. Everyone is welcome to enter, no matter your year or your background, and entry is completely free. The application is live right now on the school website. Bulletins have also bee

My shift will end soon. And I still I have to finish my final draft for the writing contest! It’s due next week. I thought. I joined the “Writer's Luck” contest to win $700. Not only that, you'll be an automatic member of an elite book club called “The Golden Phoenix” wherein you will meet many personalities and big people. Also, this club could aid you find a sponsor or a publisher to publish your writing. And I think this is a tremendous opportunity to pay off the debts of my aunt. I hope luck will be in my favour.

“I need you to create a position for university students to shadow my PA for job experience. Set it up as a contest, and the recipient will get $10,000 in school costs. I want the information out today so Amelie Cavanaugh of Columbia University can apply and win.” “But Nathan…” he says shocked. I cut him off. “Is there a problem?” “No, sir, it will be out today.” “That is all Frank.”

Martin warned him and an air of tension moved around the class. “Let me explain you one thing…” Mr. Martin said. “The purpose of this quiz is that the students who will get the highest score will be eligible to take part in the Virginia Essay Competition which is one of the huge and important competitions of the year. I want everyone to do their best in this quiz so that you are able to get into the competition because this competition has a cash prize of two thousand dollars for the winner” Mr. Martin added and my jaw dropped down as I heard the cash prize. “Oh my god…” I whispered. “Um…” I started and raised my hand to say something.

At that moment, perhaps bothered by Hyeon-sin's words, Muhyul spun his chair around and glared at her. "In a capitalist society, money is everything. What do you mean, money grubber? Sheesh!" "Look at the hopeless romantic. It's miserable enough living without a partner." Hyeon-sin leaned casually against the wall next to the narrow kitchen-living area, which lacked even a sofa. "Hyeon-sin, but wasn't our completion payout twenty million won? This feels like a bit too much." "That terrifying client gave forty thousand dollars. Your share is thirty thousand dollars."

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!