Novel Contests Novels & Stories

The entire crowd of students and professors keep their gazes on our Headmaster. "I feel honoured to announce to you all about the upcoming biweekly contest. As per the guidelines set by the true founder of this academy, late Mr. Aizech Rohl the contest will take place every two weeks and depending on the performance of the students, the marks will be graded. The students in their respective category of a pack and a coven get to embed their name as the competitor in the Annual Competition if…" he raises his index finger. " ... they manage to win two competitions out of the seven that will be held. If someone fails to complete the challenges in the first few contests, then do not worry. Everyo

“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?”.

She looks towards Halley who had her head down shyly. “Can you tell me more about the contest?” She asked. Halley nodded and raised her head. “My brother is an Inner Sect disciple and he told me that if I want to become an Inner Sect disciple as soon as possible, I should join the contest that is going to happen after 3 months. There is five option that you can pick. An Alchemy contest where you would have to refine your highest pill level. If you choose on making an array, you have to make sure that you'll make the greatest barrier you can do. Archery is quite easy for archers. The archer will have 3 targets. The other two options, I forgot about that. Any Outer Sect disciple can join the c

The pen had stopped moving and she was in the Destiny Land looking at the new word formed in the manuscript, Shala in the Human World looking at the sky with his gaze traveling into fairy Land, and Ginevra in Morvin Hills looking at her hands absorbing remaining water drops …all said in unison, “WAR.” Announcement-: Dear readers, I am very happy with the love you are giving my book. I am going to publish the second book too within some days. Kindly check on that too. It's a contest book with Werewolf Genre. The book is going to a be a short one. I hope you will give your love and keep supporting me always.

I said and they all nodded. “I’ll take care of the invite myself, when is the contest going to be held?” Lady Lena asked. “In two days,” I blurted out, some gasped, I knew that wasn’t enough time to prepare the fighters who had no inkling they’d even be fighting to begin with. “That’s fast, but I guess it could work,” Lady Lena said, “excuse me, I better get to inviting all neighboring alphas,” she said, I nodded at her to go ahead and she walked out of the courtroom.

At the lobby, the receptionist called our attention when she handed us leaflets. “What’s this?” Jo and I read what was written on the leaflet. “The annual contest?” She gasped, but there was excitement in her voice. “What’s that?” I asked, intrigued. Jo explained that the annual contest was the company’s way of discovering new talent. We give aspiring candidates a chance to showcase their work. It can be an investigative news story, a feature story, or a comprehensive continuing story. We also give the best photographer award during this contest.” “And?” I prodded.

He was the type of man who would do anything just to win against Gunner. “Let them collide, so I will see how they will explode each other. Just inform me if Ashra is doing fine in their house.” I continued signing the papers. I took a deep breathe when I saw the contest that my Beta had sent to me. “What is this contest?” “It's a contest for every leader of the pack. It means the Beta will be with their Alpha and will fight with each other. It's only exclusive for the werewolf community.” My Beta explained, and I found it interesting as I felt like it was a good idea to play with this contest.

She stabbed the paper with her finger right over the line that read "$10,000 Cash Prize." The figure certainly drew Bella's attention. She read further and her interest dimmed. The Lodge Presents the Annual Alpha's Pet Contest Only Hot Male Subs Ages 18-30 Need Apply FRIDAY NIGHT ONLY 11 p.m. — ??? Winner receives access to the Alpha's Dungeon, a $10,000 cash prize, and the coveted diamond collar! "What is this?" Bella asked warily. "It sounds like a cheesy reality show." “That’s because Brendan handles the marketing and he’s a total cheeseball, but the contest is legit. And it’s cooler than it sounds. The House of Wolf throws a huge party every year with drinks, dancing and lots of hot guys

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?

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