Monthly Contest Novels & Stories

I add, smirking more. The annual contest on first glance seems like something ordinary, involving fun school activities with high stakes, but it’s deeper than that. A set of games, both intellectual and physical, that stretches on for a week with each participate striving to gather the highest points in at least three games before they can qualify for the finals and get a chance to win the title. The title of the Full-Moon winner itself means that one could order anyone else to do whatever they wished for a month, a sort of golden access card to do whatever you wanted. Among the students, it’s been nicknamed to be the Celestial Grandmaster – the sovereign Alpha of the month.

If both of you agree, the contest will officially begin, she said, shifting her gaze between the two men. Darius hated such contests as fear crept inside him, but he pushed it down and leaned back in his chair, crossing his arms over his chest. What exactly is this contest about? Amara’s eyes flicked to Darius briefly before settling on Damon, who seemed distant, his gaze fixed on the untouched cup of tea before him. Darius, she addressed him directly. The contest will require both of you to remain in the pack for three months. You’re allowed to leave for important matters, but you must be available for your designated weekends.

More customers continued to come in by the second and the place is starting to get crowded and loud. The Smoothie Shop was playing "On & On" by Erykah Badu. Terrance was focused on the music and his work. Terrance checked the time and it was 11:40am, he had some time until he publishes his poem to the internet. He opened up Word Document and started working on a new romantic poem. He was about to start typing until... "TERRANCE? YOUR MEAL IS READY!", Rebecca shouted. He stopped what he was doing and went to get his meal. He noticed that the shop was half way full. He was thankful he came early or else he would have had to stand in that long line.

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.

Was I really the last contestant? “It is my pleasure to announce that our last contestant is…” Both Liam and Hazel grabbed my hands, one for each of them. We drew in a collective breath. “Trista Moonlar,” Lucian beamed. “With her unique design entitled “Moon Mates.”

Chase declared. "A contest?" Jace asked. He wasn't aware of any contest. "There's going to be a contest, an international one. It's based majorly on Designs, artists sculpture and painting. It's in celebration of the incumbent Prime minister's mother. The woman loves it. And as it is, foreign investors would be around and whoever takes home the Gold medals would be an attraction for foreign investors…" Chase explained. "Why didn't I know about this?" Jace asked. His mind immediately drifted to the imperial group. Are they also aware of this when they decide to hire Arianna?

“A new art contest is being hosted in Florence city. The winners will be shown on the billboard for one month and will get a chance to be interviewed, and the articles will be published in our weekly magazine.” “The prize is $100,000. Whoever becomes number one shall be given the privilege of spending one night and two days in a grand hotel for two also.” “The other runner up…….”. “Who are the judges?”. He goes through the column of judges. All of them are unknown to him. He drops the magazine by accident. He stood up and looked down at it. “Will I be able to win this time?”. “Though, Christina is not taking part in it. What should I do?”.

The time to The Heros contest is one month to take place officially. A vehicle will take Hana and Roley to the venue on that day. Only now, Hana doesn't know where the competition venue locate. The following day, however, Namio informed her that there was a secret meeting for this year's contestants, and it obliged. Hana didn't suspect and followed the guide. Before she left, she left a message for Jackson. Then go ahead with Roley.

'Paragon annual designing contest' I halted, slowly scrolling through my phone. "Paragon is hosting a contest?" I muttered, my eyes scanning through every words displayed on my phone. It was a contest where talented designers upload their designs, and the best design with the highest audience votes wins cash price, dress of the year, and a percent of the sales of the dress. For a second, I thought of giving it a try, but as I scrolled through the number of people that already applied with their work, and some of them being celebrities who had won the contest three times in three years, I lost the spark. Will I even get a chance to win anything?

“Good morning, Miles. Ready for today?” I sighed. “It’s not like I’m going to do anything,” I replied. She nodded and glanced at her wristwatch. “Contest will begin at 9 am sharp and so far, participants have started arriving. You can join us to hang around and enjoy the view,” “Whatever!” I said and walked away. I saw Jamal and Ben heading toward the house in their overalls. They walked up to me. “Where are you headed? The competition will begin in about thirty minutes. We’re counting on your support,” Jamal said.