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I quickly scanned the papers—it was actually a solid idea. We were the ones to hold the workshop while they handled the contest afterward. The winners would have their work published by Arrow Publishing, with their names on it, and even a chance to be scouted as new writers. I looked at Lathan. “Have you seen this?” I asked. He shook his head. “I’m actually waiting for you. If you like it, I’ll sign it.” Kin and Enzo cleared their throats while Sierra covered her mouth to hide her laugh.

I ask, starring into her dark brown eyes. "Well, the fiction competition has a specific topic." She says, getting up and walking over to a filing cabinet. Miss Edwards is about 5' 5" tall and very well proportioned, with a thin waist, flat stomach and a tight, curvy ass. Her ass gets as much attention as her tits when the guys are discussing what they'd like to do with her. "The subject this year is ethics and morals. You'd have to write a short story with a main character who is struggling with a moral dilemma." She says, handing me the entry form and rules. I guess I know the subject pretty well, but I'm not sure I could submit a story about my current moral dilemmas. "Would you be able to

“The congress is coming; only five days left.” I nodded, handily closing the calendar. "I've been wanting to talk to you about this too." I sat on the bed, letting the tears roll down my chest muscles. She looked at me suspiciously. "What is going on?" "I'll cross your name out of the contest; you don't have to enter," I said casually. Her face froze, and she frowned. “Impossible; if I withdraw from the competition, what about Evelyn and Roger? And… the important thing is that everyone in the legal age group must participate; if you are, people will criticize you.”

I rushed inside, crossing the corridor to quickly stash my belongings in my locker. "The Full Moon Contest!" I whispered, grabbing hold of the advertisement. The contest was scheduled for this upcoming full moon, targeting those who had recently turned 18 or were even older. It was set to take place in a few weeks, during which the school would be focusing entirely on our werewolf activities.

I didn't know what contest they were talking about. “It is the biggest running contest of the year, allowing werewolves who are not part of our pack to participate. There are many werewolves from other packs who will come here to participate in this competition or to cheer for friends or relatives because if they have a record in the top ten in the competition, they will have a chance to become a member of our pak without having to take the entrance exam with many fierce categories.” A gardener explained to me. "Is that still the case?" I spoke up in surprise.

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’ The New World Emperor nodded at Florian beside him with that thought in mind. Florian immediately understood him and took a step forward before loudly saying, “Everyone, today’s literary competition preliminary round is to write an essay with any topic of your choice. It could be anything—Astronomy, Geography, Chess, Music, Calligraphy, Art, Ranking Formations, or even World Governance. Just write what you’re good at!”

Katerina The papers are spread across my bed like I'm planning to make a thousand paper flowers for a wedding. They cover the blanket so thickly you can hardly see it between the gaps. Stalking around the mattress, I write hastily on the back of a scrap piece I've folded in half. My notes must make me seem insane. No one could decipher my scribbles, which have been made in increasingly frantic lines. But I need to write to keep track, and also ... to believe that what I'm seeing is true.

Occasionally, keep an eye out for surprise chapters dropping at 18:05 KST. I can say with absolute confidence that this is a genuinely thrilling and addictive ride. My only hope is that my devotion shines through every page. Thank you so much for embarking on this journey with me. Step into my world and enjoy the ride.

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.