To Be Winner Mga Nobela at Kwento

The television was on and we waited to know the direction in which the election will take place. The news presenter was on the air, we all focused our gaze on the television. "We all know that the election has taken another shape and the winner must meet up with some criteria".The presenter started. "The criteria has been met. We have a winner already" We got shocked. "What do they mean by they have a winner?" Mom asked. "The following criteria was met the winner. He is a compassionate man and have the people's well being at heart. He is a warrior and single handedly found out the stranger which he killed"

again. I was right, there's certainly a catch and I bet they are gonna say it now that we can't go back. "Well, if you want a wish, then prove you are worthy of it! Win this game and you'll receive tons of surprises! All you have to do is finish the line!" "It doesn't matter if you're first or last, as long as you get to the finish and put your flag at the top, you win!" Flag? We're not holding a flag though. Are they gonna give us some? And, is this some frog's race? Like from a tadpole to be a frog race?

I finally won Adaline, no matter where you are I finally won and I'll be warming up the throne until you come back. That's if you come back at all.

I would never stop my hunt for redemption until the day I drew my final breath. “What does the winner get?” I asked, quirking a brow at her. “How about we make it interesting. Winner gets to pick a second date,” she offered up. “What about the first date?” I asked her, amused that she missed a step, but happy that she was already planning ahead. “The winner of our match tomorrow will pick the first date.” I smirked at her, loving the prize because Zen would be winning no matter what. Either way, I would win because we would be going on a date, but we needed to win both of these because the dates needed to be perfect. It was our beginning.

'' I said, giving her my card. She looked hesitant, but took it with a nod. ''Thanks for the ride Lucy'' ''No problem'' . . . . ''Who do you think is best?'' Mr. Hottie asked, placing some pictures on his desk. ''We need to select one of them for our new product, I'm counting on you.'' He went back to signing his files after pushing them towards me. I sat in front of him and went through the pictures. There are some new and some are top models.

Maybe I had a chance after all. "But," the Prince continued, his voice growing serious. "There can only be one winner, and that winner is..." I held my breath, waiting for his decision. "...the both of you" I felt my heart sink in my chest. What was he trying to say as there could only be one winner. We looked at each other, trying to fathom what the Prince had just said.

I had transformed the pain of betrayal into a catalyst for self-discovery and artistic expression. Weeks passed, and the day of the competition's result announcement arrived. I had prepared myself for any outcome, knowing that the true reward lay in the journey itself. As the names of the winners were called out, my heart thudded with anticipation. "And the winner of this year's competition is…" the presenter's voice resonated through the hall, "...Bella!" Time seemed to stand still as my name echoed in the room. I felt a mixture of shock, joy, and pride. The recognition affirmed the path I had chosen, the courage to embrace my passion despite the obstacles I had faced.

Sky is still half daze of what happened a while ago and worst when. “The winner is none other than, The Knights!” Cheers and applause engulf the place as Andrea and Bea just scream for winning and holding their success and giggle from their fujoshi hearts. While on the other hand Mark and the band take it lightly and, in the sports way, as they lose fairy without any heartache to show as they knew who the one, they just face a bet with. The kings that even in their dreams, they could not beat, yet still took it all the way through as they are now the new accomplishes Andrea just gain for her schemes.

Whoever gets to the top of the hill and picks the prize with the tag on their back still white is the winner. As I hear the rules, I turn and stare at Nath one more time. He's looking at me too, and even from this distance, I can see the concern in his eyes. Treasure runs over to me, bouncing with energy. "Don't worry Winter, I got your back. If I win, I will give you the prize." 'At least Treasure is paired with Nath.' I walk over to Nath, needing to say something, anything, before this disaster of a game begins.

"Woah why did you tell them that?" "I don't know, I didn't wanted James to win the argument, so I had to shut him up" "Don't worry we will get through this shit together, we always have." "I hope so." "Don't worry we got your back, gotta go bye meet you tonight" "Yeah...I can't believe I've to marry someone so that I can be the head of the council." I said while sipping on my mango smoothie. Just then I head a voice,"Seems like someone is having a trouble in finding a groom"