Story Writing Competition Novels & Stories

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I ask, starring into her dark brown eyes. "Well, the fiction competition has a specific topic." She says, getting up and walking over to a filing cabinet. Miss Edwards is about 5' 5" tall and very well proportioned, with a thin waist, flat stomach and a tight, curvy ass. Her ass gets as much attention as her tits when the guys are discussing what they'd like to do with her. "The subject this year is ethics and morals. You'd have to write a short story with a main character who is struggling with a moral dilemma." She says, handing me the entry form and rules. I guess I know the subject pretty well, but I'm not sure I could submit a story about my current moral dilemmas. "Would you be able to

It’s Drew. Shit. I knew it He’s probably watching me from somewhere. He probably knows what I’m up to and has reported it to Aaron. I shakily picked up the call. “Hey Drew I..” I stutter but his end is noisy so I can barely hear myself. “There’s a short story contest going on downtown. Write something and send it over then Bobby will pick you up after work when they call the results.” Drew says all in a breath. “W-what?”

"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?"

I'm thinking of writing my own scary stories, but not anytime soon. You can send me your short stories for a feature if you feel like it. Thanks for reading. Enjoy!

she quipped, a smug smile playing on her lips. The arts and entertainment student seethed with anger, his fingers curling into fists at his sides. "Fine, you may have won this hand, but the competition isn't over yet," he growled, glaring at Amber and Axel. "Let's see who's the best at storytelling, shall we? After all, mass communication is all about spineless journalism and regurgitating facts. You wouldn't know real storytelling if it hit you in the face."

She had written about the experience of growing up inside honesty as a practice, and the specific, particular effect that had on her own developing sense of what she wanted to be. "It's excellent," I said, when I'd finished. "Can I submit it?" she asked. "Yes," I said. "It's your story. The parts that are ours are in there as background rather than subject, and the way you've written it, the understanding is what comes through rather than the specifics." She nodded, satisfied. She submitted it, and it won, which she reported at dinner with the same factual tone she used for all significant information. "I won the essay competition," she said.

This journey of writing has been a voyage of self-discovery, where I have learned as much about myself as I have about the craft of storytelling. I believe that stories are the threads that weave our shared human experience. They have the power to transcend cultural, geographical, and temporal boundaries, reminding us of our common humanity. Whether through the written word, oral tradition, or digital mediums, stories connect us, inspire us, and challenge us to grow. It is my hope that my words will find a resonance with readers, that they will evoke emotions, provoke thoughts, and spark conversations.

APRIL Excitement buzzed through me as I looked through my application one last time. Competitions were my favorite part of schooling, it had always been so since I was a toddler and nothing changed up till now. We didn’t have much competitions at Enigma, but the few we had were always bloody, students would go to any length to win and one couldn’t blame them because the school always put up pretty amazing cash prizes to be won. This time around, we were gearing up for the Jaw Wars, an annual oratory competition where the winner went home with a ten thousand dollar cash prize, an all expense paid summer trip, and free tutoring sessions.

I was hoping that at least he would support me in the fight for Elle. I have two fighters in the competition. They are the best and most prepared in the Golden Moon pack. I hope we manage to win the competition and show everyone that we are a real force in the world of werewolves. This competition takes place every four years. Last time we won second place. It wasn't bad at all but this year we were hoping for more. And I want to win everything here. The grand prize is Elle. "Are you listening to me, Brandon?" I hear Michael say.