Reedsy Contest の小説・ストーリー

Before I can say a word, she sneaks up behind me and peeks at my phone screen. “Naya, you did it!” is the next thing I heat and she wraps her arms around me from behind, hugging me tight. The news becomes the main discussion at breakfast. I rush my food fast while Reilly and her bestie talk about other things. Twenty minutes later, I'm at the office. As I already expected, some faces are cheerful today and some are gloomy. The contest is organized by top fashion designers in the world. Not everyone who uses a sits in front of a sewing machine meets their standards.

“Get this: everyone has to participate and we get to choose what we want to do this year for the contest. Isn’t that awesome?” “I would think so if I had more context to work with,” was my snippy reply, but thankfully, Zeke didn’t hear the edge in my voice. “Usually, we get to choose if we want to be part of the contest or not and we all were assigned the same prompt to recreate. Most of us work well with certain elements and tools, so producing our best work with a tool we weren’t familiar with was torture to our poor souls. Marlow’s fluent in almost every art style and can use almost all the tools perfectly well so he had no trouble winning all the time. Now, everyone has to participate an

*************Last day of beauty contest****** The fashion Frezca runway contest that started with hundred contestants and ended with just ten contestants on the last day of the event, among them is Lily Winter and her younger sister Jade "We will be announcing the new Frezca 2022 winners" tensioned build up as everyone waited eagerly for the result "Lily Winter first postion, Chen Yuan, Santos Marianne, Charles Lilac, Alexander jewel and lastly Jade Winter"s beautiful lady voice announced through the mic. The winners of the contest stepped forward to receive their crown grinning widely.

Felicia continued. "Now, you can... start!" Damien called out, and everyone grabbed the sketchbooks and pencils provided on their respective tables, beginning to sketch their designs as outlined in their design applications. ...... When the time was up, everyone exited the hall, and Adeline walked over to Cassia. "So, how did it go? It must have been hard..." Adeline said, feigning concern. Cassia inhaled deeply, closed her eyes, and then reopened them. Maybe it was time to stand up to Adeline. Yes, Adeline was a popular designer and had won a contest before, but what gave her the right to underestimate Cassia? Was it because she had come in eighth place? Not like Adeline was the first to wi

“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’.

"To cut the story short, this pack has its advantage and disadvantage" Okay, another hint of mystery. "There are two most important advantages; you will learn new things. What I mean by that is, because different people come from different path of the world, you will get to learn new things. Most especially the market days" Sounds interesting. "Number two; every end of the month, a contest will be held and each and every one will bring out his/her skills. The one with the best skills would be rewarded." "What type of skills?" "Anyone. Be it painting, cooking, archery, or fighting. Interesting right?"

'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.