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It wasn't until Aliyah grabbed my collar and pulled me away that I was startled. Aliyah pointed me to a board with clearly written rules of competition. I frowned, not understanding what Aliyah meant, but when I turned my head and saw Aliyah raising her eyebrows, I suddenly felt scared. "Could you want me to participate in this contest?" I'm scared. Aliyah nodded, her eyes unwavering. "It's considered a maturity contest for werewolves in Blood Moon; if you pass this contest, you're already a warrior. However, your journey seems much farther than other people practicing out there. Do you think you can make it?"

"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?"

"Well, the rules will be the same as the previous year. Every contestant will be on their own. The last person standing after every other contestant's defense have been destroyed will be the champion!" "Woo-hoo!" The crowd cheered like it was the final battle that they had all been anticipating! Nicole, however, did not expect this contest to bore her to such a degree. 'Well, it seems like this is just a computing contest that tries very hard to present itself as a hacking competition. It's nothing professional, and it keeps creating conflicts to attract viewers.' However, she did not care about that at all. She was just there to have some fun. "Everyone, please take a seat."

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“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.

As Elsa jogged, she tried to imagine what the contest would be like, from what her mother told her. She knew that the games would not be the same as the ones that were prepared twenty years ago. The Ulundi council members were not stupid, they knew that since everyone had watched the last competition, they would expose the games to the new competitors so the games would surely be different. Elsa occasionally stopped, to catch her breath and drink water from her bottle. The roads were deserted and she knew that all those who wanted to watch or partake in the contest must have already gone to the capital before today.

He brought out a large iPad and showed Dahlia the email message the award giving contest sent. Dahlia simply nodded her head and smiled when she saw that the contest was going to start in the next seven days and end after one month. "It's fine, James. You can take the iPad, I'm done seeing what I want to see". Dahlia ordered James and he did as she ordered. "I'm definitely going to participate in this contest. And for sure, I'm going to win". Dahlia concluded with a smile and went to sit on her office chair while the kids went and sat at the sofa that was a little far away from Dahlia. Dahlia brought out her cell phone to check the latest news on her phone since she was certain that there mu

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.

Then his mouth began moving, kissing me bruisingly hard—claiming my lips as if he knew that he owned them, as if he remembered all the ways he used to devour them. ----- AUTHOR'S NOTE: Hello, my little birdies! I'm happy to share with you that this book, THE SUBSTITUTE LUNA, won 2nd place in the recently concluded Goodnovel Writing Contest (She Writes Her Own Heartbeat)! THANK YOU from the bottom of my heart! Your coins, gems, gifts, comments, and reviews made this win possible!