71st Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Chapter 71 The temple loomed before them, its towering pillars fractured but unbroken, the remnants of an age long past. Vines, blackened as if touched by fire, coiled around its base, pulsing faintly with an eerie glow. The grand entrance yawned open like a hungry maw, darkness swirling within. The air was thick, heavy, humming with something unseen yet felt. Elior hesitated for only a moment before stepping forward, the echo of his footfalls swallowed by the void beyond. The others followed, their forms wreathed in flickering torchlight, their faces drawn but determined.

My retaliation was a public humiliation in front of the entire university that Gary could not simply ignore. The game of humiliation he had carefully planned had turned into a public judgment of him and his lackeys. It broke the last of his restraint and made him go mad. He dropped the civility and stopped testing the waters. That night, the app posted an unprecedented "Ultimate Hunting" Quest. The title was crimson red. [Ultimate Hunting Quest. Capture Sinead alive and take her to the abandoned classroom building in the north.]

I turned, ready to leave this nauseating place. "Corey! Don’t go!" Deanna suddenly broke down, screaming after me. "Even if the Cunninghams collapse, I won’t let the Grahams walk away unscathed! I gave you seven years of my life. Even if I have to die, I’ll take a piece of your family down with me!" I stopped and slowly turned back, looking at her like she was nothing more than a clown putting on a show. "Deanna, do you really think you have that kind of power? You’re way out of your depth."

"We’ve been feeding her for ages, and she still hasn't woken up." "I can’t take it anymore. I want to erupt inside her rose." Hilarion panted. "Her rose is so small… like a child’s. My finger already fills her up. She’ll never survive our full size." "If she can take it in the mouth, she can take it down there. Who’s going first?" "Vanguard found her. Let him lead the way." The voices of the seven men finally began to rouse Snow White. But the lethargy was heavy. The many large hands kneading her flesh felt better than anything she had ever experienced.

I stared at him, my heart turning to stone. Not a single person in this room had a shred of decency. I had completely underestimated Luca. In the three years I’d known him, he’d played the role of the steady, reliable heir perfectly. He always told me he loathed betrayal. Turns out, he was just a hell of a liar. I looked up, my eyes raw as I met his gaze. Seeing the sudden coldness in my expression, he faltered. "Angelina? You okay? You look like you’ve seen a ghost."

Suddenly, a fat hand extended over. “Hey, come and have a drink with me.” The overweight man dragged me toward the washroom. Just as I was about to be dragged into the washroom, Jeremy, who was focused on finding Bailey, finally realized what was happening to me. His eyes were bloodshot as he punched the pervert. He did not stop until the pervert was covered in blood. Jeremy then hugged me with his trembling hands. “Don’t worry, I’m here. It’s fine now.” I grabbed his arms, and it was as if I had been transported back in time to that rainy night seven years ago.

"Will you still refuse my help? I can track her, but you don't want to." Luke did not answer. Cain returned to approach Luke; then, he touched his shoulder. "I guess you still can't answer my question about why you're looking for her." Luke smirked. "I still don't know the answer." ———— Monti, Tyler, Kyra, and Kent sat side by side as they faced the bonfire. They have games to do, and each group needs to be together. There is also beer ready around them as part of their game. "This game is called 21. Who's familiar with the game?" Nicole asked. No one reacted to Nicole's question, so she laughed. "I guess your game is oldies, Benson. No one knows the game."

Adelina's soft voice echoes. My heart fills with relief and I open the door. She has a movie playing on her laptop, horror I think, and a bag of snacks slung over her shoulder. "Duty calls," she chirps before plopping on the bed. Adelina is already sprawled out on my bed, her laptop propped up on a pillow, and a bag of chips in her lap. The horror movie's playing, but she's more focused on her snacks than the actual plot. I sit beside her, glancing at the screen as a suspenseful scene builds up, but my attention keeps drifting back to Adelina and her never-ending supply of junk food.

Now that they had made it into the finals, it was entirely because I was carrying them single-handedly. Rowan, Rhea, and the rest never thought the team I led would be the one standing across from them in the finals. A sense of crisis crept over Rowan. He knew my ability as a jungler. With only a week left before the match, a batch of negative rumors about me suddenly exploded online. A heavily edited video was widely reposted by marketing accounts across all platforms, titled: Nina Vale’s Ultimate Simp.

Only my call interface remained on the screen, without showing who I contacted. I noticed Jack exhale ever so slightly. My fans shouted in frustration, “What is this? Where’s the full video?” “The organizers said the rest is still being repaired. They can only release this part for now.” “But isn’t it strange? If the car malfunctioned, shouldn’t his first instinct have been to save himself? Why would Lewis make a phone call at a moment like that?” “No one could stay that calm in a speeding, out‑of‑control car—unless he had already given up on living.”