The Prize By Julie Garwood Novels & Stories

His gaze swept the crowd before landing on her. “And now, our first prize,” he announced, voice ringing, “goes to a creator whose imagination, skill, and boldness have enchanted our panel. The winner is… Ophelia Harvey! For ‘Night Jasmine in Rain.’” Every sound dropped away, replaced by stunned silence. Ophelia blinked, the words slow to settle—her name, her perfume. She felt as if she might float away or cry. Applause started low and then billowed around her, wrapping her in warmth.

Nope” “What do you mean?” I asked in surprise “This is pretty” I added “I know but it’s not for you” he said to me. This was the 25th dress I had put on, we’ve made two choices but somehow, that’s not enough for him. Leo wanted one more dress. “Julie!” He called “Yes sir?” “Bring the next best thing” he demanded “This is the last collection for this line” she said to him as he nodded at the choices.

Right then, it was so embarrassing. "Quirina," Meica called out to her daughter. Quirina did not listen. Instead, she was staring angrily at Scarlette, wanting to tear her mouth apart. Scarlette looked at Quirina and narrowed her eyes with disdain. She looked at Jepherson and said, "Mr. Richards, please announce the name of the winner of the first prize. Otherwise, this is not enough to convince the public." Jepherson pondered a bit, looked at other people, took a look at the card in his hand, picked it up, and said, "The first prize winner is Quirina."

I was getting hungry too. After serving the three princesses with the cookies, just like before, their orders came one after another. "Aveline, pick me some flowers," Princess Octavia said. "Aveline, get me some romantic books from the library," Princess Meliora said. "Aveline, comb my hair," Princess Viviana said. "Aveline" "Aveline" "Aveline" I AM very exhausted as I sit on the edge of my bed. It made a creak sound. I wiped the sweat off my face with an old rag. It's torn and very thin.

When the final waltz ended, Benjamin had a special surprise prepared—a finale that, unbeknownst to most, was aimed directly at the Smith family. The emcee returned to the stage. “Ladies and gentlemen, it’s time for our grand prize giveaway. Tonight, three lucky guests will receive extraordinary gifts, courtesy of the Jones family. Benjamin, if you would do the honors.” Thunderous applause followed Benjamin back onto the stage. He reached into the lottery box and drew the first winner. “Congratulations to Miss Number 72! Please come up!” A girl shrieked in delight and hurried forward. Benjamin presented her with a jewel-studded necklace worth over a million, sending murmurs of envy rippling t

Jules grinned and said, "Don't act humble, Ms. Evans. The trophy's right here." "That's right." Cheryl's eyes were sparkling. "How long were you planning on keeping us in the dark, Caroline? The Rosebow Contest is the biggest competition in the field. It's a great honor to even get shortlisted. It's amazing that you won the prize." The door to Caroline's office was open, and many people walked past. Thus, lots of them heard the news and stopped at the door. "Did I hear it correctly? Did Ms. Evans really win a prize in the Rosebow Contest? How did she place?"

Mira and Almera pressed each other’s hands as they sat nervously. “Please come to the center and receive your well-deserved prize from his royal highness and speak a few words to tell us what this moment feels like.” “I will start from the winner of the fifth prize.” “Number 66- Lady Donwoth.” Lady Donwoth was around the same age as Almera. She was the best friend of Lady Soren. She raised her eyebrows as she threw a smug smile at Almera and walked to the front to receive her prize award which was 100 gold nuggets. She waved theatrically with a fake smile at the audience as she received her prize.

“And it was hard to pick a winner. We have a special prize this time around, a special honorable mention for most creative. That one goes to... Lorelei Tucker and Bryce Wilson for ‘True Love Brings the Angel!’” One of the other judges, Pastor Jake, held up a certificate, and Lorelei bounded over to get it, shouting and jumping as if she’d won the grand prize. Memory cheered along with her, clapping for both of them as her dad followed along behind his granddaughter, smiling but not nearly as energetic as Lorelei was. So long as no one asked the girl about the scene while she was near the megaphone, Memory was good. “Did she win the award for the scene or for the title? ‘Cause that’s some cre

"The grand prize this evening goes to a designer whose collection demonstrated not only technical excellence but a genuine and fully realized point of view. Every piece told a story and every story was consistent. The collection felt inevitable, which is the highest thing you can say about a body of work." Mindy's breathing had gone very shallow. "The winner of this year's City Fashion Collective Grand Prize…” She paused again, leting the suspense build in the air. “This year’s City fashion Collective Grand prize goes to… Miss Mindy Laurent." The room erupted with shouts and applause. Mindy made a sound that was somewhere between a scream and a sob, then her hands flew to her face and she s

"That's because my family and I have won, while you have lost. Mommy said, even though we won a game, we shouldn't be arrogant. We need to sympathize with those who lost. That's why I usually share the prizes I get with other friends." "Yes, Summer won the singing competition at the camp yesterday. She got a very delicious macaroni, but she shared it with me. Even though my voice is terrible to hear. I even came in last place!" River helped to convince Kendrick. The man was pensive. He observed the big box that Summer was tapping. For some reason, his curiosity arose. "What do you want to give me?" "A special prize!" Summer answered lightly. "Actually, I was confused about what prize I could