Writing Competitions 2025

My fated mate, Sebastian Grant, was the most brilliant healer on the continent. Specializing in treating wolfsbane, he had saved countless of our kind. To everyone else, he was a miracle walking among us. But he had a childhood friend and fellow apprentice, Sabrina Jordan. If Sebastian was famous for curing poison, then Sabrina was infamous for creating it. For years, she studied toxins while he developed antidotes. They worked so closely together that the pack slowly stopped distinguishing danger from jokes. That was until the day she tested a new kind of wolfsbane on me and I almost died. When I woke up, Sebastian was sitting beside my bed, writing a prescription for me. "Christina, don't blame Sabrina. My mentor and I have spoiled her. She knew I'd be able to cure you, so she was just messing around. She never meant to hurt you." He said it so casually, as if I had caught a cold. Not as if my organs had been failing and I had been a breath away from death. Before I could respond, someone burst into the room shouting that Sabrina had poisoned herself. Sebastian stood up and rushed out at once, his steps hurried and almost frantic. He never noticed that my prescription was missing a key herb. Just like that, the antidote that was supposed to save me became a poison that quietly sped up my death. That was when the Moon Goddess spoke inside my mind. [You can only return to the human world if you die at the hands of your fated mate. But are you sure you want this?] I lowered my gaze to the prescription in my hand, the ink still fresh. Sebastian himself had written it. The same hands that saved countless lives had just written the final prescription that would end mine. "I'm sure," I whispered.

I'm writing a sequel for From Hell to Heaven. Standalone Book. It's called LOVE LIKE HEAVEN! Prologue "You're are right Divya. I'm a playboy," Daksh said and stood up in front of me. "Now I will show you what Playboy can do," Daksh said and pulled my waist and grabbed my face with his other hand to move our body closer to him. "Lea....ve me Dak - he didn't let me to finish my sentence, because he forcefully pressed his hard lips on my lips. He was angry and rough. He is punishing me with his harsh kiss. I tried to push him back, but he stood on his ground. Then, he pushed me back down on the bed, pinning my hands above my head with his one hand and squeezed my breast painfully. I whimper because of his painfully torture. I never thought he would misbehave with me. I loved him, but that doesn't mean any woman can allow this forced. I try to push him away, but he didn't budge. So I bit his tongue hard. He immediately loosens his gripped on my wrist. Smack Yes, I slapped him hard across his face. Guilt washed over his face. I know I made a mistake by accusing him. But he doesn't have any rights to touch me or misbehaved with me. "I hate you Jerk" I said venomously. I stood up and ran away covering my mouth and tears flowing under my eyes as I ran far from him. Let's see their journey of how Daksh and Divya fall for each other. They are opposite to each other, but attracted by each other like magnets.

Shantali Mae Cross, a security guard at the Metropolitan Museum of Ancient Arts, encounters an impossible phenomenon during her night shift—smoke from the heating vents coalesces into the form of a cobra near ancient Egyptian canopic jars, showing her visions of possible futures. She sees herself accepting a promotion, arguing with a dark-haired man in a hospital, wearing a wedding dress, and standing at a graveside in autumn. Shaken by the experience, Shantali becomes obsessed with understanding what she witnessed, diving into research about serpent smoke divination practices. Her investigation reveals that others throughout history have experienced similar visions at crucial crossroads in their lives, but those who became consumed with interpreting and controlling their prophetic glimpses inevitably destroyed the very relationships and opportunities the visions had shown them. As Shantali spirals deeper into her research, she begins shutting out her boyfriend David, a fellow security guard who loves her deeply. When David witnesses the cobra phenomenon himself, he helps ground her in reality rather than obsession. Through her studies, particularly the warnings left by Dr. Amelia Thorne—a researcher who died alone after chasing similar mysteries—Shantali realizes the cobra's true message: choose love over fear, presence over obsession. The visions weren't warnings of tragedy but glimpses of a life fully lived with all its ordinary struggles and profound connections. When David proposes, Shantali chooses their real relationship over her pursuit of supernatural answers. She completes her research by writing a fictional novel about her experience, transforming obsession into art while helping future cobra witnesses understand that some mysteries are meant to guide rather than be solved. The story explores themes of choice versus destiny, the danger of sacrificing present love for future certainty, and the wisdom of embracing life's uncertainties alongside those who love us.

I was already halfway across the room before I knew what I was doing. What kind of people had she been surrounding herself with if she thought that she wasn't attractive? Hell, she was gorgeous, delicious, downright perfect in every way. I needed to show her what I saw. What she was in my eyes. I couldn't help myself. I had Genevieve up against the wall in a blink of an eye, a growl escaping my throat and mixing with her surprised gasp. Her hands still clung to the robe, trying to make herself seem smaller. I slipped one hand underneath, along her collarbone, while the other slid along her neck, to the back of her head where I gripped her loose bun and pulled it taught. "Babygirl, you're more than just attractive. You have my c*ck aching every time I set my eyes on you.” My voice was a distorted growl, but I know she understood every word I said. I leaned my body in against hers to accentuate my point, and Genevieve's adorable mouth widened with a surprised gasp. I took that opportunity to claim what I'd been dreaming off since the moment I set my eyes on her. I dipped my head and locked my lips on hers, and realized in that sweet, blissful moment, that I had f*cked up. *** Genevieve Blake was a well-known, erotic romance author. She enjoyed meeting her fans and writing stories that made even her blush. What she hadn't planned on, though, was for a stalker to come out from the shadows and threaten her life. When the police can't do anything, she turns to Grim Security to protect her against the deranged lunatic. But who's going to protect her heart, and her body, from the intensity of Raphael Bard?

Sage Casey Ember-Brooks, who goes by Casey, is a fast-food worker and aspiring fantasy novelist whose ordinary life crumbles when mysterious strangers ask cryptic questions about her dragon series. Her recurring dreams of golden coins suddenly make terrifying sense when Marcus Chen—a businessman with eyes that flash gold—reveals that dragons are real, living hidden among humans for centuries. Casey's unnaturally accurate fantasy writing stems from awakening genetic memories. She's a rare "Convergence" bloodline capable of harmonising opposing elemental forces. The revelation comes at a critical time: a new cryptocurrency called DragonCoin, featuring symbols identical to her dreams, creates magical interference that weakens concealment spells protecting dragon society. At the Crossroads shopping complex where she works, disruptions cause dragons to flicker between human and true forms in full view of witnesses. Caught between Marcus (a traditionalist who wants to hide her with the Dragon Council) and the enigmatic Xaihuang (who advocates ending the masquerade entirely), Casey discovers an underground chamber housing ancient dragon artifacts. When she touches a magical coin, visions reveal three futures: chaotic revelation leading to war, continued concealment resulting in magical extinction, or a mysterious third path of integration. Casey realises DragonCoin wasn't created to expose dragons, but by another awakening hybrid like herself—someone in Seattle whose unconscious dragon heritage channels ancient power through modern technology. As magical concealment fails worldwide and dragons begin manifesting publicly, Casey must race across the country to find this unknown programmer before the interference between magic and technology tears reality apart. The story explores themes of identity, integration versus assimilation, and the collision between ancient power and digital-age innovation. With her awakening abilities growing stronger and the masquerade crumbling around her, Casey faces a choice that will determine her fate and the future relationship between the hidden magical world and human civilisation.

(Bxb) Eric Valence thought finding a job as an editor for a well-known author named Draven H. Malcolm was the beginning of his writing career. He had no idea that it would also be the beginning of his love story. *** "You're so clueless, it bothers me." He frowned, "What does that mean-" "You never wondered why I gave you all the best things on my floor - the closest desk, drinks from my office, my newest project. I even went to your house and picked you up to make sure you weren't late." "My portfoli-" "There are twenty three others with the same experience as yours, that was an excuse," he admitted, peering into Eric's eyes and daring him to look away. Eric didn't. Draven sighed, "The reason I got mad that day..." he paused for a moment, hesitating again but deciding to let it all out, "the reason I got mad is because I heard you kissed Jason, which I wasn't too pleased about but then seeing you and Justin together..." He never finished his sentence, and Eric raised an eyebrow, "What about Justin and I?" "I feel like you're doing this on purpose," Draven chuckled, examining Eric's confused face. "I'm not sure what you're talking about-" "I like you," Draven said clearly with his entire diaphragm, expression it as loud as he could for Eric to understand. Eric felt his throat squeeze itself shut, no oxygen coming in or out. "I like you, a lot more than I thought, Eric," he breathed. Eric was unable to believe it, shook his head and looked away for moment, before meeting his gaze again. "Why me?" he asked quietly. Draven shrugged his shoulders, eyeing Eric with adoration and admiration, "I'm not sure either, but I want you to be mine."

年末のこの日、音楽アプリが私、篠原茜（しのはら あかね）の「2025年度リスニングレポート」をポップアップで通知してきた。 キーワードは、「共鳴」 今年、私自身の再生時間はそれほど多くない。このアカウントはずっと、恋人の橘奏太（たちばな そうた）が使っていたからだ。 その下には、小さな文字でこう記されていた。 【12月1日午前4時、あなたはまだあの人と、同じ曲を共有していた。曲名は『愛とは、眠れぬ夜を共にすること』】 私は息を呑んだ。 12月1日は私の誕生日だ。だがその日、私は早々に眠りについていた。 奏太はケーキを切り分けるやいなや、「会社に戻って残業がある」と言って慌ただしく出て行ったはずだ。 何かに取り憑かれたように、震える指で、頻繁にインタラクションのあるその見知らぬアイコンをタップした。 相手の年度キーワードは「独占」 心臓が跳ねる。詳細を開く。 【今年、あなたはこのユーザーと深夜に688回、同じ曲を聴きました。その一回一回が、魂の囁きです】 その直後、奏太からラインの通知が届いた。 【今夜も残業になりそうだ。待たなくていいから、先に寝ててくれ】 一方で、あの見知らぬアカウントはたった今、タイムラインを更新していた。車の中で、二つの手が恋人繋ぎをしている写真だ。 【奏太さんと一緒に残業するのが一番好き。私たち、一生同じ歌を聴いていこうね】

Sebuah takdir tentang pertemuan, luka dan penantian. Tak ada yang lebih mengetahui rahasia takdir melainkan Sang penulis takdir itu sendiri. Ini kisah mengenai persimpangan takdir antara 3 anak manusia. Lintang Kiani Ardiyanti, seorang copy writing yang memiliki trauma masa lalu tentang cinta. Sesuatu yang membuat dia percaya bahwa cinta tidak pernah tercipta untuk dirinya. Dari dikhianati oleh pasangan di saat sebuah janji ikatan hampir tersemat, hingga takdir yang sempat mempertemukannya dengan orang yang dirasa tepat, tetapi justru takdir itu sendiri yang merenggut dari sisinya. Ghazi Al-Aqsa, seorang santri yang sedang dalam masa akhir pengabdian, diutus oleh pihak pesantren untuk syi'ar selama setahun penuh di daerah lereng gunung pulau jawa bagian timur. Pria berdarah bugis-jawa dengan tubuh proporsional dan wajah yang sulit untuk tak mengundang perhatian. Perjalanan dakwah ternyata tak semudah yang dibayangkan, banyak hambatan yang harus dia lalui. Mulai dari sikap para warga yang masih saklek dengan adat yang ada, hingga hatinya sendiri yang sulit mengendalikan rasa. Zubair Akhtar Al-Barraq, sebenarnya masih memiliki silsilah dari keluarga yang sama dari garis kakek dari Ayah Lintang. Perpisahan adalah sisi lain dari pertemuan, jarak dan waktu membuat hubungan keduanya semakin berbeda. Akhtar terlihat semakin dingin dan kaku sejak berada di pesantren. Seolah Lintang adalah orang yang begitu asing baginya, tetapi Adib sang kakak beserta ibunya, tidak beranggapan begitu. Akhtar adalah sosok yang hangat dan penuh perhatian. Ada apa dengan kakaknya? Mengapa dia beranggapan begitu? Akhtar diam-diam selalu mengawasi Kiani dari tempat yang tak pernah dilihat oleh siapa pun, janjinya dengan Sang paman, ayah Kiani saat dia hendak berangkat ke Turki dulu. Dapatkan Lintang menemukan cinta dalam hidupnya, berdamai dengan luka-luka yang becokol dalam hati? Berhasilkah Ghazi dengan misi dakwahnya atau hanya menggenggam sesuatu yang sia-sia? Apa yang tersimpan dalam hati Akhtar, akankah Kiani mengetahui? Ikuti terus kisahnya dalam Milky way on The Midnight Starlight