Monthly Contest Novels & Stories

he said giving us his best smile as he winked at us given the mic back to the teachers. Look at him!! he winked at me"a female student beside us cried out but I just roll my eyes at her,,not even in my sight will you have him.idiot!!. "To celebrate Damien's award for the school,we will throw a party on Saturday and not today as most of you might have expected,you guys are free to do whatever you want and wear whatever you wanna wear,foods and drinks are present and also prices for quiz,in addition,we are going to invite some of our topmost celebrity and other schools,Tomorrow is going to be a big day,you are free to invite your friends from other school,let them see the uniqueness in our sch

There was a particular company in Cindaly built especially for jewelers like myself. No matter if you are a nameless jeweler, as long as you win their once in a lifetime contest, you will automatically be recognized by the world after being promoted more than a dozen times by the company. The company has begun hosting the contest, and the contest will last for a month, while the entry period for the contest will end by next week. There wasn't much time left, and the jeweler who designs the best jewelry and gets the most votes, would automatically become the winner of the contest, winning a whopping sum of 1 million dollars.

I hug him and go back to sucking my drink down. “Terry!” Joan and Emi hug Terry at the same time. “So, as I was pulling in, I heard that the new club next door just opened up and they have a contest going tonight for their grand opening! Two THOUSAND BUCKS to the top winner” Terry declares. “OOO I’m down for that!” Joan shouts.

“Let’s talk about the game first,” “Well, I already signed you up. Still not pregnant by now?” he sounds teasing. I blushed from the thought that popped in my head from what he said. Jacob and I did not even completed the mating! Ugh! “Dylan!” I said in a warning voice. He laughed. “Well, the contest is scheduled this week. Three days from now. As usual, it will be held during sunset. There’s new faces, too, maybe someone will finally beat you.” I slapped his back hard and he only laughed.

“Is there no other handsome man in their department?” Kyle put his ballpen down and raised his hand. “Excuse me?” Everyone looked at Kyle inside the meeting room. “What is the prize for this contest again?” “iPhone. The newest version.” Ryan was complaining that her phone was acting weird these past few days. It drained the battery so fast. Recalling that, Kyle made a big decision in his life. “I will participate in the contest as the architecture department representative,” the shy man presented.

The man really raised my body temperature, in a good way this time. Later on, we were cozying up in the resort’s girly den, our main focus of the conversation being today’s contest. We were curled up on one of the corner sofas with Hailey, Raven and Maddie. The latter was anxious that her bacon was undercooked, but we assured her that she did great. She still had doubts, but she lightened up after our reassurance. Tomorrow was the last day of the contest for the weekend. I wondered who wouldn’t be let off from the competition this time round. So far, three women didn’t show up for this weekend’s contest. I silently begged God to let my friends and I see each other next weekend.

Courtney asked. "Uh, I don't know." Ron answered, deciding that if Amy found out he had anything to do with these two, she'd be pissed. "You should do it honey," Beth chimed in, "It might be fun. What type of contest is it?" Courtney, taking the lead, answered, "Oh, you know, just some crazy relay races and stuff. It should be fun, plus there are prizes from the sponsors." "Um, .....I just don't think........." Ron tried to come up with a good reason to decline, but as he stammered out his excuse, Shannon grabbed one wrist and Courtney the other.

Heck I won’t, after I’ve gotten that bastard Alan off my neck I’m going to strike dahlia again and she’s not going to be smarter this time. “Thank you Carlton.” Maintaining her witty smile, dahlia turns back to the screen. But Carlton doesn’t. He keeps staring. “And by the way viewers. we're excited to announce our upcoming cooking contest, open to chefs of all levels and backgrounds! Whether you're a seasoned pro or a culinary newcomer, we invite you to join us for a fun and exciting competition that celebrates creativity, passion, and delicious food. Online Registration is already ongoing. Visit our collaborating site: Trist&Stewarts delight. See you all there! Bye!” Tristian blows a kiss

Tessa says after noticing me. I walk towards the calendar and point my index finger towards the date. "Only one day is left before our first bi-weekly contest." **************

Adrienne's eyes tracked the remaining riders as a new challenger entered the ring. "Yes, Your Highness. It's a test of skill and strength. The last man standing wins prize money and the honor of being named champion." "When is the next real Melee?" "In a month's time. During the Festival of Lions." "Good." Adrienne was already moving, pushing through the crowd toward the man at the center—a large, bearded man with a voice like gravel who was calling out for one last challenger. "My princess—" Both maids sounded terrified now. Adrienne ignored them.