Writing Competitions For Money Novels & Stories

"Relax. If you faint, I'm not carrying you." As they walked, Sylvia suddenly brightened too suddenly. "Oh! Speaking of imagination, there is this writing competition opening in two days." She tucked her hair behind her ear proudly, “Huge prize. Big publishers watching. Since Elara and I are collaborating, we could submit something. It would be a perfect chance for us to shine.” Fallon barely heard her. She was still trembling from earlier. Sylvia continued anyway. “I’ll tell her about it tonight. We could win if she focuses. I mean… if she really gives it her all.”

I protested. “Well, we cannot afford that right now. The Nationals are around the corner, you need to train more,” Agatha replied. She searched her glove box and threw a flyer on my lap. “I found out about this.” I held the small piece of paper in my hand. “A five thousand dollar reward?” I gasped. “Yes. A lot of people have even dropped out from the competition,” she informed me, turning sharply. “It should be a good opportunity for you and the team.”

Then there was a bold writing by the side, which read; Writing contest for High school Students. Winner of the contest gets a free trip to France. You must be between the age sixteen and nineteen to be able to participate in this contest. Deadline: 26th of July, 2020 Visit: elixirwritingcontest@gmail.com to register for the contest and to enquire for more information. "How am I even supposed to participate in a writing contest when I can't even update my story during the week? Besides do you think parents would even let me go to France by myself?"

Vera lifted a brow as she explained, "I'm planning to write the tale of my feud with Fleur into a script, and upload it online to the deep web. Then, a reward of 500 bitcoins will be offered to everyone worldwide—anyone who creates a drama series that gains the most circulation and traction will win 300 bitcoins. "Second place gets a hundred, third place fifty, while the fourth to the thirteenth place gets five. Since 500 bitcoins is 60 million USD at the current exchange rate, just five still means 600,000 USD. These days, short video drama series cost around that much but in Oskian dollars—at most a million. Five bitcoins is too tempting.

APRIL Excitement buzzed through me as I looked through my application one last time. Competitions were my favorite part of schooling, it had always been so since I was a toddler and nothing changed up till now. We didn’t have much competitions at Enigma, but the few we had were always bloody, students would go to any length to win and one couldn’t blame them because the school always put up pretty amazing cash prizes to be won. This time around, we were gearing up for the Jaw Wars, an annual oratory competition where the winner went home with a ten thousand dollar cash prize, an all expense paid summer trip, and free tutoring sessions.

He whispered, “If you haven’t realized, you have a sexy pair of asses, and you have a beautifully structured le amazing Goddamn dick. You are just born for underwear modelling. Twenty-seven, you’re at a good age for that, and you’ll definitely earn yourself a huge place in the big boy’s world.” “Tsk! No!” again, I rolled my eyes as I clicked my tongue, “I don’t need the money! My parents left me tons of that to be spent for the rest of my life!” I said. Victor there showed me a blank face, “Don't you have better things to do then? Why do you want to join the competition all of a sudden?” he asked. Slapping Victor’s hand away from my ass, in a serious tone I mentioned, “The awards for the win

I quickly scanned the papers—it was actually a solid idea. We were the ones to hold the workshop while they handled the contest afterward. The winners would have their work published by Arrow Publishing, with their names on it, and even a chance to be scouted as new writers. I looked at Lathan. “Have you seen this?” I asked. He shook his head. “I’m actually waiting for you. If you like it, I’ll sign it.” Kin and Enzo cleared their throats while Sierra covered her mouth to hide her laugh.

I grinned, "they have to be... generously endowed. I'm talking thick, long, and ready for action. The cash prize for each selected candidate is five thousand dollars just for showing up. The one who... performs the best, in my opinion, gets a bonus fifteen grand. The winner takes all." Maddox pulled out his phone, looking like a soldier taking down a mission briefing. It was the hottest thing l'd ever seen. My strict bodyguard, now my filthy accomplice. The next two days were a whirlwind. Maddox, now significantly richer and surprisingly efficient, set up a secure digital channel for applications. We were flooded with responses. Photos, videos. It was like shopping for the perfect piece of m

"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... The winners of the competition will be awarded with two sky scrapers,two mansions..two latest model of land cruiser,the opportunity to travel to any country of their choice and also the chance to also represent and be the face of the city..lastly the winners will be huge sum of money" Fleur finished and my eyes nearly popped out of the socket. Everyone screamed in delight... "Jeez-us christ" Tony said with wide eyes which made everyone l

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—”