Fantasy Writing Competitions Novels & Stories

John was optimistic but it wasn't enough to keep them still, the quivering sound of one of the campers was a signal that it was only a matter of seconds before everything went South for them. "Gary... I know you are frightened but please for your sake and the rest of us do not do anything stupid." John said trying to manage the whole situation and it was too late, the long claws of a beastly creature had slized through someone's flesh. The creature was huge with animalistic features of a wolf it's eyes a shiny red that was visible through the dark. It stood tall with the upper half of it's body widely intimidating and they all looked like ants before him. Their eyes went slowly to look at Ga

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?”

"Nancy, my laptop broke, and I need one for the competition. Please help me. Otherwise, I won't be able to compete, and then I won't be able to pay everyone's tuition." I looked at her coldly. "You don't need to pay my tuition, so why should I help you? There are plenty of people in this class. I'm sure one of them would be happy to lend you one." Someone pulled Wendy over. "Wendy, I'll lend you mine. Don't beg someone so cold and heartless." I just smiled and walked out of the classroom. To be safe, I called my dad. Our company was one of the sponsors of the university's creative writing competition, so I asked him to speak to the organizers and change it to an on-site format with randomly

My imagination has gone too surreal to be called healthy. I just shook my head. I continued walking and looked a few more times behind me in case I… really… saw… a dragon…. But there was nothing, though. That’s it. Grandma's stories have gotten into my head. Besides, I’ve been working on fiction about creatures similar to it. I’ve been submitting more entries to the same ol’ publisher that has rejected every of my written pieces. I just didn’t know how to give up. Not yet. I knew I was born to be a well-known writer. And I swear that to the moon!

She had wanted to write a Fantasy novel to break away from her writer's block or rather the huge boredom she had developed from writing too much romance. Well maybe the strange creature lurking in her dreams may have also inspired he rash decision but was she going to tell Ray? No. She was going to write Fantasy gor sure. Maybe about a Werewolf? She wasn't sure but it was time to do her research.

Eric was looking at Ruby with a death stare. “It’s just a friendly competition among the royalties,” said Ruby avoiding his eyes. “This is what you been busy about?” Eric walked closer to her. “Eric, it’s just to gather us around and have fun. It is summer and it’s hot," said Crown Prince Adam. “Oh. Do tell me, what is this competition about?” Eric didn't take his eyes off of Ruby. “Well, we have horseback riding, bow and arrows, summoning spells and magic, spiritual power shows, and crossfire,” said Crown Prince Adam.

How my brother used to protect me in school, and how we became friends. “Hey, there is a state competition for romantic story writers. Why don’t you take part, Aoife?” I inhaled a sharp breath because I had told no one I used to write stories. “No, I don’t have time for writing anymore. College, assignments, library, it’s exhausting. I think Matt is the right fit for any writing competition.” “But you are a wonderful writer. I read your stories, and it’s the best I’ve read so far,” she replied.

Then there was a bold writing by the side, which read; Writing contest for High school Students. Winner of the contest gets a free trip to France. You must be between the age sixteen and nineteen to be able to participate in this contest. Deadline: 26th of July, 2020 Visit: elixirwritingcontest@gmail.com to register for the contest and to enquire for more information. "How am I even supposed to participate in a writing contest when I can't even update my story during the week? Besides do you think parents would even let me go to France by myself?"

“The merman is trying to escape from the darkness of the bottom that had bound him. Even though he doesn't know what lies over the other side above the sea on the other hand as if the boy who stood above. Just waiting all alone to escape from the thoughts from his own reality” “The one thing they both dont know the one single contact is going to change their own world. The world which was separated and kept each other as a myth and others as the monsters” Finally, the day of the competition has arrived the one which comes once a year from 17 to 20 years old. For the young adult competition to make their debut in the art field, a huge competition which takes place once a year. Along with that

There was no category in this year's competition but each school presented its best three for the writing event. The writing event has more sponsors than the whole game combined. Many oil firms and companies placed huge amounts on the essay competition and the judges are external judges from the different universities of the nation as selected by the competition organizers. The conference hall was filled up at 7:00 pm, 20 minutes before the debate and essay competition. Schools were seated in different areas of the hall, each very expectant and ready to support their students when the competition started properly. “There wouldn't be fear in me had it been we have Shola with us, just that he