Fantasy Writing Competition Novels & Stories

I’ve set all of them aside to finish this biggest personal novel. Suddenly, I noticed a picture of Miss Yuki. She’s the young writer that I’m looking up to. I was only able to buy one of her novels but that was enough to inspire me into penning the talent that Gramps and I have. The tales I write basically comes from Grandpa’s supernatural ideas. I composed that story within two years, so my excitement was immeasurable. I was sure it'd be a hit. It’s due in three more days and I had to give it a compelling ending before I submit it to the publishing company that held the competition. If my manuscript wins… it’ll kickstart my writing career plus, I can use the prize money to buy the land wher

“Who’ll be caught in this event by one of the golems, without having escape, will be automatically eliminated from the competition, without being seriously injured.” Nakutsck smiled because he thought he said a good joke, but as he saw them a bit bored, probably thinking the white wizard would give a long speech, decided to deceive their expectations. “In the second challenge, other three competitors go home. And of the last three, only one, the best, will win the last event. And the ‘Divine Parchment’ the big prize, will go to the best one, only one. This is how the contest will take place. Good luck to all the competitors and let the Magic Contest of this Decade start! May the best ones wi

And my blood boiled with fury. Ben had given me a book outlining what the Tournament actually was, and I reached for it, flipping it open. The competition consisted of twelve different challenges. Some tested strength, other mental ability, creativity, everything. It was an all-male competition, until now. Apparently, the competition allowed space for the Valderian, despite my gender. We would be competing against twenty other princes, all from different packs, all of us living in the Cawdor kingdom for a month while the competition lasted. I was getting serious hunger games vibes. The competition started out with a gigantic ball, thrown in the Cawdor castle. That's where we would meet the o

Not the missing Princess Ashley Tatiana Knight. “This annual international design competition is held not just to glorify the winners. But, it is an avenue for all beings to unite for a purpose. Peace. Human, Witches, Wizards Werewolves, Vampires, and any other paranormal beings registered under my protection, are welcome to join and together with this event, we promote unity and friendship” I snorted hearing my grandmother spoke her words which I knew was just for a publicity stunt. Nonsense! While she spoke in this event, there were wars happening elsewhere between the Human race and other beings. Peace was far from it.

Lozark's voice echoes through the walls and the pillars. “I got information that we have more cursed ones in the pack. As for your next competition, the one who brings me a cursed one will receive 20 stars. Boys and girls are both allowed to participate. This is your choice whether you want to hunt them and win 20 stars or wait for the next competition.” “The competition will start in two days.” Stepping an inch away from Rizz's embrace, my gaze meets his eyes. “We need to do something.” My lips whisper. “What do you want to do?”

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After few days we got a notice, the notice was that everyone are compulsory to participate in story writing competition. The competition was between whole school except the juniors did not have the competition. The moral was given one day ahead. I went home and thought about the competition. I just thought I will do okay as usual. The next day competition was held.

"Your Majesty, the Open Convention Competition of the Eastern Empire will start in a few days. As the future Empress of the Crescent Empire, what occasion would be better than this for...Miss Yusria to showcase her abilities? Every supernatural creature in the Eastern Empire will witness the exchange. As such, why don't...Miss Yusria and I use the Open Convention Competition to compete for the future Empress title? If she wins, I'll accept defeat and embrace her as my Empress. If she loses, however...you'll declare me as your future Empress. This will be a fair competition judged by the spectators of the convention." Eyes widen, jaws dropped in amazement and unconcealable fervor. The spectat

I felt my pussy contract at his words, grasping at something that wasn’t there yet I desperately craved. “Just focus on the stars, baby.” he licked up and down my neck while his fingers finally parted my folds, finding my clit. He rubbed the bundle of nerves until I shook. I stared up at the ceiling as shooting stars and comets zipped by. I felt myself getting close, as if I could join those heavenly bodies up in the sky.

APRIL Excitement buzzed through me as I looked through my application one last time. Competitions were my favorite part of schooling, it had always been so since I was a toddler and nothing changed up till now. We didn’t have much competitions at Enigma, but the few we had were always bloody, students would go to any length to win and one couldn’t blame them because the school always put up pretty amazing cash prizes to be won. This time around, we were gearing up for the Jaw Wars, an annual oratory competition where the winner went home with a ten thousand dollar cash prize, an all expense paid summer trip, and free tutoring sessions.