Writing Competitions 2025 Free Entry Novels & Stories

“The merman is trying to escape from the darkness of the bottom that had bound him. Even though he doesn't know what lies over the other side above the sea on the other hand as if the boy who stood above. Just waiting all alone to escape from the thoughts from his own reality” “The one thing they both dont know the one single contact is going to change their own world. The world which was separated and kept each other as a myth and others as the monsters” Finally, the day of the competition has arrived the one which comes once a year from 17 to 20 years old. For the young adult competition to make their debut in the art field, a huge competition which takes place once a year. Along with that

She couldn't spend the rest of the year listening to a chorus of kissing sounds whenever she walked into a room. "It'd be easy. We can start by printing up some flyers on the school's printer," Charlie said. "Where would we have people send the poems?" Mary asked. "It'll look kind of strange if it's one of our houses, won't it?" "We can use my cousin's!" Jonas said. "She lives in Washington, D.C. That'll make it look real official. The National Poetry Writing Contest, in the nation's capital." "And then you'll tell Lucy?" Emily asked. She sounded uncomfortable, even disgusted by the idea. "That it's all just a prank? A joke? When it's all over?"

If this is not so or the opposite happens, then she will not force people to accept herself and will remain silent. “If you are busy with extracurricular activities, let me take care of the preparation of the anniversary with the others. Don't you want to focus on the test for the race this time?" Emma had planned to say that to Debbie from the beginning. “Hiks, yes I’m...” Every year in August, the government city organizes a grand competition that is held in a festive and massive, one of the prestigious competitions with the most total prizes from other school competitions. Their school never missed sending representatives and always won the title in the race.

My heart started racing as I opened it. [Dear Ms. Evangeline Moreau, Congratulations on your victory at the Blackwood Estate Design Competition. Your talent and resilience have not gone unnoticed by the international fashion community. We would like to invite you to participate in the Paris Fashion Week 'Emerging Designer Award Competition.' You will compete against five other designers for a prize of a $55 million investment and a global distribution deal. The competition will take place in six weeks. Please confirm your attendance by responding to this email. We look forward to showcasing your work on the world stage.

"Our, sorry, Your wrestling team? Why did that answer only make me even more lost?" Wilson sighed. He looked at Charlie for help. Charlie frowned and sighed. "Look Dash. The short version is, for some reason, Tiger City is finally taking the wrestling competitions seriously as well as some other sports that they never cared about before. The Kingdom's annual wrestling completion is just around the corner. This means that Tiger City is in dire need of a few teams to represent them. Instead of them to gather some well-known local teams to represent them, they have chosen to throw out the opportunity to the general public by throwing your preceding competition; Tiger City's Wrestling Team. This

So that’s my plan. Apply the moment I graduate. If that doesn’t work, there’s the Alpha King’s Tournament. It’s held every four years and it’s one of the fastest ways to get noticed. Is a series of Combat, strategy, teamwork competitions. It’s open to any wolf in the kingdom over the age of eighteen. The prize is one hundred thousand dollars and an invitation to join the Royal Guard. The next tournament is next year, and I’ll only be fifteen, too young to compete. So that’s my backup plan.

After all, he was my numero uno fan. “Not really… well, kind of. My manager told me about this competition all over the States when I went to submit my draft to her, it’s about writing an original novel on any genre the writer prefers. Whoever wins—I think there will be one from each genre—will get their book published nationwide and sign a five-year contract with one of the famous publication houses.” I explained. “Ah! That’s great! You decided on what to write yet?” he asked curiously, laying his head on my lap as he did so. “I could give you—”

Mr Winters said and everyone nodded in affirmative. "Mig,Elva" Fleur called,her gaze fixed on something in Braun's iPod. "Yes" We answered. "Braun just showed me something...There is a competition coming up in two weeks time..it's created by the wealthiest politicians in Mexico...it'll be done annually and It's based on modelling and music..the competition are for popular models and musicians...

Gen said. “I’m all ears!” I said. “Well, remember your entry you wrote on your journal?” she asked. “Which?” I asked her, unsure of which she was talking about. There were many poems in that book hand written by me. “Let me tell a love story.” she answered. “Yeah, what about it?” I asked. “Don’t freak out but Britney submitted your entry to a competition hosted by one of her I*******m followers. It gained recognition and you’ve been given an opportunity to publish for one of the biggest Poet association in America!!” she announced.

I said. He nodded and then reached into the bag he was carrying. He pulled out a folded piece of paper and held it out to me. I took it and unfolded it. It was a flyer, printed on good paper, not the kind people made on a home printer. It had a photo of a large open gallery space at the top and bold text underneath. ARTISTS CONNECT. ANNUAL ART EXHIBITION AND COMPETITION. I read further down. It was an open competition for artists at any level. You submitted a piece or a series of pieces. A panel of judges reviewed them. There were different categories—Painting, sculpture, mixed media, digital.