68th Hunger Games Novels & Stories

I drift off to sleep on the plane on the way back to Texas, only to awaken after having a very vivid dream or maybe I should say fantasy of Drake. I pour myself a drink and try to relax. I decided to change clothes and freshen up, just in case Drake met me at the airfield. Silly how I have to remind myself this is all just a game. I catch myself wanting him, wanting to please him, wanting to give myself to him. I have to remember that I want to hurt him, make him regret how he treated me. Lila, my wolf also reacts to Drake so strongly I constantly have to reign in. I continue to sip the burning alcohol that I am drinking, my excitement continues to grow at the thought of seeing Drake. Noth

My heart beats so hard in my chest that it hurts. Kael is alive, but he is trapped. And if I “win”… I’ll join him. Or worse, I’ll replace him. I force myself upright. “No,” I whisper fiercely into the empty hall. “I will not be your statue. I will not be your prize.” My mark burns hot enough to blister the surrounding skin. “I will break this Game.”

LUKAS I left my mate with the hands of those two hunters but I was listening to their conversation. I heard everything and I knew those people are her dad warriors. I saw her walking toward me, like a queen she is “ those people were your dad strongest warriors” she looked at me like she was asking how do i know I didn't wait for her to ask “ I have seen them with your dad before he died.” she just nod her head but i know a lot is running through her mind

you've been hesistating to click on it" Larson's voice brought me out of my trance and I composed my self. I clicked on the video and it felt as though shivers of shock electrocuted my whole body and my heartbeat pulsated under my fingertips. It was a video of Larson pointing a gun towards my late father as I tried to speak some sense into him. My body began to shake and I heard a loud gunshot only to reveal Liya's mum, mrs stevenson hiding at a corner with a gun in her hand and immediately my father dropped to the floor and that was where the video was cut short. "Mrs Stevenson" an inaudible whisper came out from Larson. Larson wrapped his hand around me and I placed my head on his chest wh

He quietly turned his back to the ice, his shoulders hunched as he began the long, solitary walk down the dark hallway toward the locker rooms. I guided Danica into the Wolves' tunnel, the heavy double doors shutting out the screaming fans and sealing us into the quiet warmth of the facility. The battle for Game 8 was officially in the books, but the high-stakes gauntlet of the Tri-Varsity Decathlon was already waiting for us. How much longer could Caleb keep searching for a way to fight the reality of his replacement... when my mother”s official itinerary was already printing our names as the new leaders of the empire?

Monique says, grabbing my glass of milk as she takes a sip. We finish eating and I pack the dishes, filling them in the dishwasher as I let it wash and rinse. I take out the dishes and Monique wipes them clean, keeping them in the plate rack. Monique makes popcorn and we sit down in front of the 58-inch smart TV as Death Note plays on TV. My mind quickly drifts off, going over what Monique said earlier about how I'm in denial. Giving in to my desires just proves that Dominique has won, but I won't let that happen. I'll have to beat him at his own game first.

Eight weeks to gather enough evidence to destroy Viktor’s empire. Eight weeks to save her babies from being sold. Eight weeks to survive.​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​​

His friends were angry on his behalf. "We thought you would be doing well after leaving Howard. Who would have thought that you'd end up being a cleaner?" "That's right. If it weren't for Howard helping you, you were destined to end up being a cleaner anyway. This is what you get for running away!" Howard furrowed his brows, seemingly affected by the comments. "Nina, how have you been the past eight years?" I clutched the red safety vest on me, feeling a sudden wave of emotions. After leaving Howard, I lived in the draftiest of basements, drinking the dregs of others' meals, and laid on the operating table feeling desolate and uncared for.

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Gripping the gun tightly in one hand while he uses the other to stifle the bleeding on his chest, he staggers forward. We’re at a standoff at this point. I aim the gun at him and keep an eye on my sister while pushing Ava protectively behind me. Ava’s body shudders and shakes with her sobs as she clings to me. Tamsyn clumsily rises from her perch on the floor and faces me. “Kill them, Stuart! Kill them!” She screeches out like a wild woman. Stuart smiles evilly as he takes aim. Not seeing another option, I grab Ava and push her to the ground. Tamsyn tries to reach her, but in the process, gets tangled up with me. The sound of a gunshot reverberates across the room as we both fall to the flo