Reedsy Contest Novels & Stories

“Not at all! I know you tell people how passionate you are about helping those with substance abuse. And that’s amazing, but I know your heart lives in design. I know that’s what you really want to do. This contest is a way in. When these people see your talent, everyone will want you. You could get a job at an architectural firm!” Sabrina’s smile was contagious. Emma smiled back, surprised at her friend’s confidence in her. Emma knew of the contest, but it was for professionals. There was no way she could compete. But she took the information down anyway and promised Sabrina she would look into it. There was a magic in being with friends. No matter what was happening in her life, being with

Richard’s sickening, insatiable greed and Camilia’s venomous, burning hatred swirled in her mind, over and over like a broken record, like knives digging repeatedly into old wounds but beneath the disgust, a profound sense of clarity settled over her and she would tear down heaven and earth to reclaim what her parents had left for her. Suddenly a melodic ping shattered the silence of the room. Ruby blinked, snapping out of her trance. Her gaze flicked toward her desk, where her laptop sat wide open. With a slow, deliberate stride, she walked over to the desk and pulled the laptop closer. The sender's address instantly made her breath hitch,’The International Crown Art Competition Committee’.

'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?

he said, but she had already departed. Bella had come early to the building. Her workers and models had also arrived early. They had all of the resources they needed for the war. This was the moment Bella had been looking forward to. It is the occasion that all designers have been looking forward to showing off their masterpiece to the rest of the world. The participants in each company will release their designs after the countdown ends and a model will ramp up their creation via live streaming. Before the rules, whoever does a malicious act will be disqualified from the contest.

The lady passed off the papers and it got to me. I racked my brain as I tried to read the several topics. They seemed so out of my league. I looked up at Jared for, panic in my eyes. Even though he hadn’t faced me to speak, I knew he was talking to me and I calmed a little. “I’m here to help and you’re here to help us. We will be putting a lot of heads together to come up with papers the judges have never seen before.” “The actual contest is not till the end of the semester but there’ll be regular meetings before then.”

Smiling, Celeste said. Amongst the five interns, Cheryl was considered someone quite capable. But now that she had been fired, it was clear that the other three were not as skilled as Celeste. If nobody played any dirty tricks, Celeste's win was almost guaranteed. The topic of the contest was "girls coming of age". The aim was to design a decorative product that would add some fun to the boring life of people living in the city without ruining the urban vibes. During the few days when Celeste was accompanying Caleb, she had some ideas for the design. Now that she was sitting at her desk, she could quickly write all of her ideas down.

Yolanda tenses, but she doesn’t say anything, even as Eleanor waves at him proudly. What’s he doing up there? The question remains in my head as the host takes the podium and reiterates the mechanics of the contest as well as the theme. They also show the designs off through a well-made video. “All the designs will be showcased in the catalogue, with the winners getting a full spread and a feature,” the host says, and everyone claps. Everyone is pretty hyped now, but I can’t help but think of the call that I had with Yolanda about the contest. I don’t know what’s going to happen.

“Today, I was checking the designer community site when I saw a jewelry designing exhibition is gonna be held in the Adornet Art Gallery.” “Okay, it’s good then. You can participate.” Aless said, making me frown. “That is the problem! I can’t take part! E Shine is disqualified because the host is Perficient Global!” I sighed. “And the infamous rivalry between Rossis and Edwards is famous!” Alessandro nodded and then warmly smiled as he kissed my temple. “Even if your company is qualified to take participate in the exhibition. I am afraid it would have been difficult to win.” My brows furrowed together. I don’t like or agree with his words, shaking my head.

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?

Adleigh wouldn’t have a team, but she was confident she didn’t need one. “But for a contest, we’ll need a judge.” Said Amelia. Yale smiled as he walked to the ocean’s edge and splashed. He splashed ten times and then whistled five. Amelia and Jenna watched curiously, wondering what he was doing. Suddenly, a woman appeared a few feet from the shore. She had beautiful red hair and brown eyes. “Hey, Layla!” called Clay. Jenna looked at Clay and then at Layla. She felt a quick ting of jealously. This was the first time she had ever seen him talk to a beautiful woman. Clay smiled at Jenna, and grabbed her hand, “Could you judge our contest?” Layla smiled as she swam closer to shore, her tail flip