Triwizard Tournament Winners Novels & Stories

Tessa shouts literally making me jolt out of the bed. I hold my chest to slow down my pacing heartbeat. "Tessa, you scared me!" "Uh,then prepare yourself because whatever I am going to show you know will kick the shit out of you." She says. I frown. "What is it? Show me." Tessa's trembling hand hands me her phone screen and a list of names flash in front of my eyes. Out of them, one name makes the ground shift under my feet. Alpha Tristian Knight, Batch 2015. Three times champion of the SpellMoon Annual Competition. Current head of the Academy. ************

I was sitting next to Zephyr on right and Reese on left. “Not wasting any more of your time, I will present before you the first round of the werewolf world championship,” Jihun drew out a wand. Violet and blue lights flashed out of his wand and outlined the circular pattern on the floor, materializing into what looked like a huge dreamcatcher lying on the floor. Tentacle-like threads sprung out from the hoop of the dreamcatcher and wrapped around all of our ankles.

“And lastly, the category–Rumba!!! Third place is Trinity Institute—Nicole and Max!!! Second Place is Promise High!!!!! And finally–the first place is Carissa and Hugo!!!!!!” “Whoa!!!!!!! Another double win!!!!!!!!” “Trinity Institute dominates!!!” Although, if they listen clearly at the results, there wasn’t too much of a gap with each other. Their scores were quite lower than when Dawn and Keenan are the ones who performed. “Our overall champion!!!!!!! Trinity Institute!!!!!!!!!!” All of the students in the team went in front to receive their gifts and bowed before everyone. “Captains of the Champion team, could you please grace us with another performance?”

“Come, we should hurry and see who else were left standing in the tournament!” “Bouldvar, help Denison up.” Mordecai pointed at the still unconscious druid on the ground. “Y-you know her?” Dorin asked him, worry visible in his face. “She is our 5th member.” Mordecai said with a smile. “Don’t worry, I’ve already seen to her. She’s going to be fine.” -OneWayTalk- The small tournament is over! So, who won? :D

Since his father is the Tournament's sole proprietor, Colin knew better than anyone how lucrative the gambling can be. The Tournament had three major competitions. The first was the Airshow Competition where wyvern-tamers put on a show of tricks and techniques that showcase a wyvern's beauty and agility in the air. This usually involves death-defying stunts and manoeuvres within a set time frame, sometimes with the assistance of magic, designed to impress the judges and the crowd. The winner is decided by the judges' scores and by the crowd votes. This is usually held on the third day of the Tournament as a prelude to the Awards Ceremony, where the biggest turnout of spectators were expected

“This rule never applied to royal blood. But later, this rule got changed when the number of girls in the coven increased compared to boys. If you’re talking about Caroline, then she is not a witch by birth. She got a second chance by magic, and the part that she gave birth to a girl is pure coincidence.” “Oh!!” “There are three types of witches or wizards. Royal, born from parents who both are witches or wizards, Half-blood, when one of the parents is witches or wizards; and the last one is Muggle, when both the parents aren’t witches or wizards, but they are somehow related witches or wizards, or their ancestors are related to them.” “So, the strongest among them is Royal?” Liara asked out

Gasps and whispers rippled through the onlookers as they watched in shock. Elder Magnus stepped forward, his eyes wide with surprise. He extended his hand toward Constantine, who remained standing, her eyes glowing with an intensity I had never seen before. "We have a winner," he declared, his voice resonating with authority. The crowd erupted into cheers, celebrating the new Supreme Sorcerer. I lay on the ground, a profound sense of defeat washing over me. I had given my all, and yet, something inexplicable had occurred during the ritual. It was as if the very forces of magic had chosen Constantine over me.

The Woodland Sentinels, the Mirage Seekers, and the Eclipsed Sages gathered to pay homage to the heroes, recognizing their courage and selflessness. In a grand ceremony, Alara and Lumiara bestowed upon Alex the title of "Champion of The Enchanted Realm," a name that would forever be etched in the realm's history. With pride and humility, Alex accepted the honor, acknowledging the support of their companions and the realm's inhabitants in their journey.

Freya didn't dare to get closer to him to finish him completely, since she wasn't only unable to see, she was still weaker than him. Lain quickly got up and began counting, "9,8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1! Freya Armstrong is hereby declared one of the combat tournament winners!" The whole place quietened down as everyone looked in disbelief. The omega just won against an ex werewolf hunter. "She's getting better." Knight smiled, relaxing on his seat. "She won." Neon said in disbelief, then chuckled. Realizing she was still being held by the two Council guards, she snatched her arm away and walked back to the line of the winners.

she tells Meredith. "Too bad. You earned it." Meredith places a silver crown on her head. "Besides, someone has to lead. Might as well be the one who won." The coronation is attended by leaders from every supernatural faction. Wolves. Vampires. Witches. Fae. Dragons. All united. Tavish Morwell actually bows. "Dragon Queen. I was wrong about you." "You were cautious. That's smart." Jamie doesn't hold grudges. Raina presents a gift. "From Cedar Ridge Pack. Recognition of your sacrifice and victory."