50th Hunger Games Book Novels & Stories

I am Zeiah, I grew up thinking that everybody around me is ordinary and I am like them, but that's what I thought. I remembered everything, from the growl of that notorious creature, the slashing of the swords, and the explosion, all of it was clear. I close my eyes, quivering into the ideas which my mind could only bear. How I wish everything were just a nightmare. I let out a deep breath and found myself in the middle of nowhere.

~~~~~~~~~~~THE END~~~~~~~~~~~ Coming soon: Beautiful and Healed Synopsis: (Sequel of Broken and Pregnant) After being locked in jail for five years, Lucy Mason was finally free. Her life inside the prison wasn't easy. Thanks to her new inmate friend Cassandra. She was the one who helps her battle depression and despair. They got out of prison together and it's game time for those who hurt and betrayed her when she was Lucy Mason. She's back with a new name Greta Stone, the wife of a rich businessman Gale Stone who happened to be Kent's stepbrother.

“Are you guys ready to finally do as we were formed to do?” My eyes glared at Callighan as he lifted his head up to the sky. Once that loud howl came from him, we all prepared ourselves as the wolves charged at us altogether. All we could do was fight to our hearts desire. One charged at me and right when I thought life was over for me, the gunshots came right after him. Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! However, those shots were not enough… -To Be Continued- The End of Book 2

Authors Note: This is the fifth book in the Harvest series. If you would like to read Harvested, Abandoned, Protected, and Groomed please do, but each story can be read as a stand alone. Jia's story will include the introduction to the next batch of Harvested Girls from Earth. NOLE POV I grunt as I complete my 93rd chin-up. My biceps are screaming and my chest feels as if it will rip in half if I do another rep, but I refuse to quit. My personal best is 97 chin-ups, and stopping short of that is unacceptable.

If this contract was broken, the price would be paid in blood. She felt no relief when the deal was done. Only more well concealed fear and anxiety. Amberleigh couldn’t help but think the enemy of my enemy was not a friend. It was rather another fucking enemy! And they seemed to be closing in indeed because Grayson had just laid out the fucking welcome mat. Chapter 45

I hear Hannah’s name echo from somewhere far away and realize he’s screaming it. “Oh, Goddess. She’s gone! She went to Eastonia.” I look at Isaac, holding onto his wrists as he continues to hold my face in his hands. I bow my head, resting my forehead against his. She’s gone. Ella’s gone. End of Book 5

For even though the doors are sealed, they could be opened once more. “Is that it?” I ask Sunu when she finishes reading. Utterly disappointed if that’s all the book says. It feels like a huge build-up to nothing. Nothing that we didn’t already know anyway, except that there are four stones, not just the one hanging around my neck. “There’s more,” Hesitantly Sunu speaks and her eyes drift to catch Althea’s, who nods her head at the older woman to carry on. As if giving her permission to read what it says.

"They won't hit someone who is mentally unstable. I've seen and dealt with situation that concerns someone who isn't in their right mind. They will most likely lock them up and wait for them to be rescued. So, don't worry, they won't hurt her." Terry knew these kinds of situations, and we all must trust her. After the fire, everyone set up camps on the beach. My stomach growls. I touched my stomach and groaned. "Hungry?" I look up and see Ares standing before me, holding a stack of bananas as he hands me one. "Thanks," I smile wryly and take the fruit. I peeled the skin and ate it immediately to fill my empty stomach. Ares sits next to me on the log and stuffs his face.

“You did this. My family’s paying a debt that never ends because of you.” The man reached out, his hand stretching longer, twisting into a shadow that tightened around June’s throat. “The debt isn’t mine anymore,” the Hunger whispered. “The debt belongs to whoever holds the Book. Give it to me, and time will move again. I’ll eat the pages, and the world will turn.” “If you eat the pages, the recipes are gone!” June choked out, clawing at the shadow. “The world will move, but there’ll be no bread, no life!”

*** Katniss The smoke rose in front of me while it suffocated the air until the world appeared to disintegrate bit by bit. The warm liquid blood from my pelvic area spread across everything in view. The heat which flowed onto the earth seemed to taunt me as it vanished beneath the surface and washed away all remaining hope. My strength drained with every breath I took, each one harder than the last. My vision swam in a haze of smoke, the edges of my sight flickering, threatening to pull me into the darkness. I couldn’t breathe. My chest felt like it was being crushed, suffocating under an invisible weight. Every shallow gasp I took was a struggle, as if the air itself was abandoning me.