Story Writing Competition Novels & Stories

Lozark's voice echoes through the walls and the pillars. “I got information that we have more cursed ones in the pack. As for your next competition, the one who brings me a cursed one will receive 20 stars. Boys and girls are both allowed to participate. This is your choice whether you want to hunt them and win 20 stars or wait for the next competition.” “The competition will start in two days.” Stepping an inch away from Rizz's embrace, my gaze meets his eyes. “We need to do something.” My lips whisper. “What do you want to do?”

"Just discussing an opportunity Lucy should absolutely pursue." I felt a familiar mix of excitement and terror. Competitions meant exposure. Vulnerability. Telling stories I'd worked hard to keep private. "The deadline is in two months," Mrs. Rodriguez said. "Plenty of time to develop a truly remarkable piece." I left the art room with the competition guidelines, my mind spinning. The possibility both excited and terrified me. At home, I spread the papers across my desk, tracing the competition requirements. Mixed media. Narrative art. Maximum dimensions. Submission guidelines.

"Uhm, you can still work on it, right? I mean it's okay but it's a little bit too plain if you'd ask me." "I still have time, the competition still has a year to prepare." It would be easier to write something based on real-life events since the contest's theme is about Real Life Story. "Why don't you just write something that's happening in your life? It would be easier that way." She's right but my story's a little too chaotic that I can't even put it in the right outline. "What's with your title? Why do I hate being in love?" Janine asked. That was my title because when I started crafting that, it was my bitterness era. I planned that one when I broke up with Ezicx, that was years ago and

He teasingly whined. "That's what you get for being a jerk. I'm not pregnant you annoying pipsqueak." She scolded. "Then what is it? Tell me already." "Well... Our school's having a writing competition at Dubai with other schools from all over the world. I was chosen with two of my classmates to represent the school!" She said excited. He arched a brow, "A competition? So far away? Who are these classmates?" "Oh it's Scott and Brittany... But why are you saying it like that? Don't tell me you're jealous of them." Umbrie asked confused.

Until now, strange short stories had only very short stories. But from volume two I intend to add stories that have 10 to 20 captains as well. These stories are not so long nor have so much visibility as a separated book. For this reason, I decided to move all then into strange short stories, that is already a storybook of different themes.

his mother scolded him. "Oooh, Surprise. We are going out the country Tomorrow, so park your clothes when we reach home"He announced to nafisa . "To....."before Nafisa completed it , he stopped her mid way . "I said it is going to be a surprise"He grinned more. They left the house because nafisa needs to park her things. "Babe, are we staying long "She asked. "Maybe "came his reply.

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

I’ll be counting on your continued support there too, because every story is more beautiful when shared with readers like you. Also, I’d like to remind you about the COMPETITION I mentioned earlier, coming up on the 23rd of September. Your votes will mean the world to me, and I’ll be posting more updates about it on my F******k page and the MJ Stories account. Please don’t forget—I truly need you by my side for this. Thank you once again for being part of this journey with me. Truly, without you, there would be no story. ❤️ With love and gratitude,

I started to think about my story, so far, I’ve written half of it, and it’s been going so smooth. I haven’t had any writer’s block yet which I’m thankful. Next week, we will have to show our story at the campus and explain it one by one. Then the students there will have to vote for the 15 best stories and only those that are voted can continue the contest. I’ve been polishing the plot and storyline of my book, so I’m confident that I can share my story and have it in the best 15. Then my mind drifted on how I’ll introduce Jake to Kayla, thankfully Jake’s exam week is over, and he has a lot of free time for our upcoming school festival.

Sometimes the guys can be a bit too much but Miss Johnson is always there to keep them in check. Once the class had settled down, we sat eagerly waiting for the day to begin. I was nervous about my essay because I wrote it out of my crush and desire for someone that is forbidden. "As you all know, the essay that you have written has to be submitted today. If you haven't completed that essay yet, you have plenty of time in class. This essay is part of the competition and it counts towards your grade. When you win the competition, it will be in a local magazine in a column that is catered for creative writing essays and that will also help you into getting into selected colleges." she announce