Novel Competitions 2021 Novels & Stories

'F*ck! Why are there so many people here to compete in the tournament?' Darryl muttered to himself as he went to have a look at the rules of the tournament. The New World Royals had divided the tournament into a literary and martial arts competition. The martial arts competition was pretty self-explanatory. It was a competition to test a cultivator's powers. On the other hand, the literary competition was to test the contestants' talents—music, chess, calligraphy, and painting, astronomy and geography, and many others.

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?

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Barun bit his lips, “We cannot afford to exchange for her medicine yet, the village’s money and my money would not be enough at this time.” “I’m here now. What can I do to help?” Jai reminded him. Barun thought for a while and his eyes widened. “Jai, there is a competition in the kingdom.” Jai’s face turned serious. “Tell me about it.” “It is a big competition. It is open for elemers throughout the continent and you can sign up on the spot. The last round is a duel battle.” “What’s the prize?” “Ten top winners will obtain a spot to be the kingdom’s soldiers and received seven days training with the great teachers of the academies.”

"Ah okay, just this one time, Mey." "Thank you!" I smiled. He gave me a brief nod and continued to explain our task, "At the end of the year, each of you shall complete a 30,000 words novella. We would make it a contest, and just like any competition, there shall be a winner. Our English teacher, Mr. Rodriguez, an editor from our local paper, and I would be the judge." Koltin seemed very interested. I watched him eagerly raise his hand before asking, "What do we get if we win?"

Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental. This novel is entered in the "A Touch of Rainbow" writing contest especially created for stories about LGBTQ+. Thank you for supporting queer creations. Other stories by me: Book 1: How to Destroy a Badboy Book 2: The Emancipation of a Badboy

Let me hear all your guesses, and see who got it right in the end (⁠≧⁠▽⁠≦⁠). By the way, this book joined one of Goodnovel's contests. But judging by how things turned out, I sadly don't think I am going to win any prize. I am not sad, actually. I am just hopeful that my next book will do better (Let me spill the beans. A new book might come out later. A werewolf triggering romance, with an obsessive and a lovesick Lycan King, and a soft but confused female lead. Oooo (⁠ ⁠╹⁠▽⁠╹⁠ ⁠).

Even the King was invited but he wasn't the chief speaker or any of the top ten most prominent figures at all. In another thirty minutes, a thirty-year-old young man in a black suit stood up from the number one seat with a beaming smile. He was very handsome and mature in every one of his gestures and movements. "Hello everyone! Welcome to the seventy-fifth World Student Competition, and the host country, this time, is England; like always, we all know how it should be done, but... there will be a little change to this year's competition! Originally, the finest and smartest are being combined and given to one person based on the highest score of both, but this year, we will be competing for

If this is not so or the opposite happens, then she will not force people to accept herself and will remain silent. “If you are busy with extracurricular activities, let me take care of the preparation of the anniversary with the others. Don't you want to focus on the test for the race this time?" Emma had planned to say that to Debbie from the beginning. “Hiks, yes I’m...” Every year in August, the government city organizes a grand competition that is held in a festive and massive, one of the prestigious competitions with the most total prizes from other school competitions. Their school never missed sending representatives and always won the title in the race.

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.