Fantasy Writing Competitions Novels & Stories

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“Fantasy?” Came the uncertain inquiry through the bullhorn that sounded out loudly amongst the hustle and bustle of the crowded pier. Raising my hand I picked up my duffel bag and began making my way forward. As I walked the men about me stared. They always stared. It was kind of nice and yet annoying at the same time. It didn’t help that my Russian born mother so enamored with her relocation to a new and in her eyes, ‘fantasy land’ of America had named me as such.

I was hoping that at least he would support me in the fight for Elle. I have two fighters in the competition. They are the best and most prepared in the Golden Moon pack. I hope we manage to win the competition and show everyone that we are a real force in the world of werewolves. This competition takes place every four years. Last time we won second place. It wasn't bad at all but this year we were hoping for more. And I want to win everything here. The grand prize is Elle. "Are you listening to me, Brandon?" I hear Michael say.

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Terrence took the tray and pulled out all the food. Terrence fed me. I grumbled that the tofu was still superheated. I thought he was purposely pissing me off “Have you heard of an exciting contest?” Terrence asked me. “What kind of contest is that?” Terrence frowned. “I don't understand, but some students at Miracle Academy talk about this contest non-stop. Maybe you can check your email. You're still using the old email, right? We do promotions via email as well.” “Wow. looks like it's a great contest. Is it a contest to catch rabbits or a power struggle between werewolves?”

Gen said. “I’m all ears!” I said. “Well, remember your entry you wrote on your journal?” she asked. “Which?” I asked her, unsure of which she was talking about. There were many poems in that book hand written by me. “Let me tell a love story.” she answered. “Yeah, what about it?” I asked. “Don’t freak out but Britney submitted your entry to a competition hosted by one of her I*******m followers. It gained recognition and you’ve been given an opportunity to publish for one of the biggest Poet association in America!!” she announced.

the caller said. I was stunned for a moment when I heard his voice because it was Oliver. How did he know my—oh yeah, probably because of Matthew. I immediately stood up. "Yes, speaking," I replied. "I just wanted to ask if you've started writing," he asked in a monotone but polite voice. "Actually, I haven't," I honestly answered. Please end the call. I was pacing back and forth in my small living room. "Please do start writing now because we have already decided to enter your work, Mr. Wright, into a competition that will happen in three weeks from now." Say what? I stopped walking, a competition?

While he was driving, I can see him glancing at me and just kept smiling. I told him to stop "You are so beautiful, I can't help it. Do not worry much about him. I asked my friend from the writing industry if he can give me the partial list of writers that would participate in the contest. He told me that he can get it but it will take days because there were 500+ names and one of them is the one you are looking for." I gazed into the distance after hearing him say that. I looked at my phone to see if he already had nee updates but it was rather odd, it felt like I am interested in what would happen next in the story because I think it would happen to me as well.

Eloise said, raising an eyebrow as she noticed how lost I looked. I blinked and gave a sheepish nod. “It’s the biggest tournament in the entire realm!” she exclaimed, her eyes glowing with excitement. “It happens every five years when the Blue Moon draws near. The Werewolf High Council hosts it, and schools from all over the packs and clans send their strongest, smartest, and most beautiful students ages eighteen to twenty four, to compete.” “And every species gets to join in!” Nyx added, bouncing excitedly. “Werewolves, vampires, witches, faes, sirens, everyone!”

Nana shrugged and picked up the book Avril was reading before they arrived. “So, you are signing up for this competition everyone is talking about?” Chidi asked as she checked the cover of the book in Nana's hands. It was the history, stories and rules guiding The Weak End Tournament. “Of course! I would not miss something that can make me have my life all over.” “I wish I could join in. But nah, we are only permitted to serve around the event venue. Avril, do you know the prize includes a car, a horse and carriage with a collection of fighting weapons?” Nana butt in.