Spooky Nook Tournament Schedule Novels & Stories

Three days out from the tournament launch. Early that morning, Nora got a call from Alex. They’d swapped numbers a while back for exactly this kind of check-in. His voice carried a real edge this time. “Nora, I just got word that Whitfield Junior’s technical tournament kicks off in three days. Why does it look identical to the one you’re supposedly hosting?” “Hm? That’s the tournament, Alex. The one you asked me to organize.” Silence on the other end.

Silver Stone 23. Silver Eagle 24. Sidewalk Enforcer 25. Shiver 26. Sherwood Gladiator 27. Seal Snake 28. Schizo 29. Scary Stone 30. Sandbox 31. Rooster 32. Fleabag, The matches schedule and Matches Draw will take place a day before the round of 32 matches. The day the round of 32 was going to be held was the 17th of October whereas the Draw would take place on the evening of 16th of October.

". If you’re in I’m not leaving you outside a locked door while I go find the truth alone. Not after everything it’s cost us to get ” Gordon cleared his throat behind us uncomfortable. He looked toward the gate, where another messenger had just appeared, running fast and looking urgent. “Alpha. Word from the tournament registrar. The tournament has been moved up.” “By how much " Draven asked, his voice already preparing for the answer. “Three days." The messenger looked pale like he knew what he was about to say and didn’t want to say it. "The council says it’s an act of goodwill toward Ronan’s father given what happened tonight. You’re expected to show up for the -tournament meeting tomorro

"The god of wisdom has blessed this year's tournament. The topic shall be revealed on the day of contest - no preparation, no prediction, only the raw capacity to think and persuade under pressure." Murmurs rippled through the tables. The supernatural debate format was brutal by design - no human forewarning, no studied arguments, only the particular cruelty of being forced to defend positions you hadn't chosen with evidence you hadn't gathered. "Each house submits four competitors," Alaric continued. "Team leaders, announce your selections."

And just like that, we put up a secret shoot at the Manor, to include a little surprise for Brandon on his grand finale. Brett called me the next day, as the official spokesperson for his boss’ request. There had been no more scuffles or troubles of any kind between the pervs at Quaker Hall and the children crusaders at Tinicum Hall, but they were holding a special summer night event on the 20, the Horror Camp or something like that. The grounds would be brimming with people who would take part in haunted attractions, escape games, and all kinds of fun indoors and outdoors from dusk to dawn, including a ghost hunt in the Mayflower building and Quaker Hall. There would be a ton of security sp

Claiming seats. As everyone was moving around, a notification came through. The pack hockey tournament posted the next matches. Moonridge would be playing away against the Shadow Clan pack. Then away against Ironhide. If Moonridge won all three games, both home and away, they would qualify for the quarter finals. Everyone was happy. Excited. Talking about the games. Then Kael showed up. "Would you like to see my dad now?" he asked. My heart skipped. I knew it would happen. Sooner or later. But now? Right now?

We may or may not have turned the alarm off and slept in later than intended but without any plans, we weren’t hurting anyone and the way I figured it, the more rest Owen was able to get, the better his performance would be tonight knowing that he was more than likely playing two games this evening. It was going to be an extremely long day. The first game started at two and pitted us, the defending champions against Broken Falls. Once our game was finished, the losing team was free to go but as we were the hosting team, students and staff from Wood Haven would have to remain the entire time, anyhow. After our game, Mecan would face off with Manauwa to determine who advanced to the championsh

I see some traditions haven’t changed. I slide over and see a crystal tumbler on a tray on top of the bar, filled with water a handwritten note that says, ‘drink me’. Yeah, yeah. I know the drill. Ignoring the Alice in Wonderland vibes, the venue where The Tournament is held is a secret location only known to the host and the people responsible for putting this whole thing together. Competitors and guests are taken to the location in secret to protect its anonymity and prevent anyone from alerting Interpol. Can’t shut down what you can’t find.

This little guy had big ambitions! Nathan rubbed his head adoringly and nodded. “I believe in you.” Max smiled when he heard Nathan’s reply. Soon, it was the day of the tournament. It was the same format as before, and they would go through an individual qualifying round first before the team’s quarter-finals. UN Club would be playing against Rainbow Club, and Max’s opponent was the mid-laner from Rainbow Club called Nolan Jenkins. The individual qualifying round was the first to begin. Nolan was a teenager of about 16. He looked grim when he saw Max sitting opposite him.

Luna Amaya nodded in agreement and closed the booklet which contained the peace treaty. “We’ll meet at dawn for the tournaments to begin. As we earlier agreed on, win and take the girl. Lose and we gain free access to your land.” She gave me a small triumphant smirk. I mentally chided myself. Why had I agreed to that stupid tournament anyway? I nodded, conceding and the Luna and her board returned the gesture. Taking that as my cue, I walked out of the board room, wondering where the heck, Nolan had gone. ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~