روايات وقصص ضمن Short Story Contests For Money

It had been barely two weeks since the financial aid fiasco when Mom found another excuse to make my life difficult. This time, she demanded that I surrender the prize money I had won in a writing competition. She sat there on her fancy ergonomic leather couch, sipping coffee from a designer mug, shooting me a look that reeked of pure disdain. At the very least, she had learned from her previous mistake. Instead of confronting me in front of the class, she had summoned me here in private.

"We need something to wake us up. How about Truth or Dare, but endurance style? No backing out until you're done. The last one standing gets permanent bragging rights and picks the theme for the next party." Sarah perked up, her eyes lighting up as she set her drink down. "Oh, hell yes! I've been dying for some action. Angela, you're in, right? You can't bail on us now." She nudged my knee with her foot, and I laughed, the sound bubbling out before I could stop it. Competitive fire sparked in my chest—I hated losing, especially to these clowns. "Duh, I'm in," I shot back, sitting up straighter. "But only if you all promise not to cry when I smoke you. Bragging rights sound sweet."

'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?

They nodded and said their farewells before leaving. “Now that that’s out of the way, they are the Top Elite forces in the world, but they aren’t the only ones. You were sent an email with the listing of each force around the world. As the winner of the competition, you can choose any of them. Also, there’s a 5 million prize money as well and a trophy. The money is being wired to your account as we speak,” Levi continued to explain, my heart pounding in my chest when I thought about that money.

I held positions ranging from housekeeper to server, but no job offered a salary that met my needs. I learned about an online erotica article competition one day, and I decided to enter to test my creative abilities. By God's mercy, they proclaimed me the winner of the contest and awarded the sum of $5,000. I had no clue that the publishing business would offer me a job writing four stories a week after I won the contest. I had better keep my real identity a secret because if my well-respected dad and my friends had found out about my online work, my dad would have humiliated me once more and perhaps used his power to close down that publishing firm. Neil was the only one who understood the

I’ve set all of them aside to finish this biggest personal novel. Suddenly, I noticed a picture of Miss Yuki. She’s the young writer that I’m looking up to. I was only able to buy one of her novels but that was enough to inspire me into penning the talent that Gramps and I have. The tales I write basically comes from Grandpa’s supernatural ideas. I composed that story within two years, so my excitement was immeasurable. I was sure it'd be a hit. It’s due in three more days and I had to give it a compelling ending before I submit it to the publishing company that held the competition. If my manuscript wins… it’ll kickstart my writing career plus, I can use the prize money to buy the land wher

How can he win the competition with minimal funds? ***

Martin warned him and an air of tension moved around the class. “Let me explain you one thing…” Mr. Martin said. “The purpose of this quiz is that the students who will get the highest score will be eligible to take part in the Virginia Essay Competition which is one of the huge and important competitions of the year. I want everyone to do their best in this quiz so that you are able to get into the competition because this competition has a cash prize of two thousand dollars for the winner” Mr. Martin added and my jaw dropped down as I heard the cash prize. “Oh my god…” I whispered. “Um…” I started and raised my hand to say something.

The local news had been playing in the background the whole time that they had been getting the children settled for the evening. The screen kept flashing through topics, the woman on the television prattling on about a man dressing as a Santa and collecting change for fake charity organizations. Then there was some coverage of a house lighting contest, that apparently turned into a big thing. There was a cash prize of ten thouand dollars at stake, so people went wild with it. Lacey thought it was nice, but it wasn't enough to make her want to watch the news.

After few days we got a notice, the notice was that everyone are compulsory to participate in story writing competition. The competition was between whole school except the juniors did not have the competition. The moral was given one day ahead. I went home and thought about the competition. I just thought I will do okay as usual. The next day competition was held.