73rd Hunger Games Novels & Stories

The scene unfolds in slow motion, each blow landing with sickening force, filling me with a sense of helpless dread. "Leave him alone!" I shout at the men hurting him. "Or what, Princess?" one taunts, flashing a smile that reveals his rotten teeth. "I will..." My words are cut short by the sudden eruption of gunfire. The acrid smell of smoke scorched my nostrils. Instinctively, I duck, squeezing my eyes shut and covering my ears as bullets rain down once more. No matter how many times I find myself in these situations, they never get easier to endure.

“Are they really going to just let me fall back?” That's actually... cause me a sigh of relief. I'm tired by the eyes that following my every steps! Then there's Grandma I notice anxious and been in contact with the messengers lady. And everyone of them is given grandma a jade, however it only cause Grandma to deeply anxious. Then her expression greatly change, she said in certainty, “It must be those horrible species! The Lycan kidnapped the future of the huntress!” “Future... of the huntress?” I curiously eyed everyone that suddenly voice out their wanting to wipe out the species they despise.

Her touch was like a remedy, icy, and yet it ignited a deeper longing within me. A nocked arrow must find release. At this moment, I realized something was wrong as I had never been so out of control as I was today. There had to be something in the air. I tried hard to push her away, but like an octopus, she immediately clung to me again, lighting fire everywhere on my body. Suddenly, I saw a red dot in the mirror. What? I threw the curtains open and found three mobile phones facing the room. The live stream chat was scrolling, with 20,000 people online. The protagonists of the live broadcast were none other than me and Heather.

Even his emotions started to feel a bit twisted. The fact that he could not even stand up to a brat from a worthless third-grade world kept on echoing in his head. He could not accept it, but there was nothing he could do about that. The truth was right in front of him. Unless he was crazy enough to try to work with Jake to fight Fane, he would need to accept it. There were thousands upon thousands of warriors in Weinhord City's Three Deer Stage. Among those warriors, a third were from second-grade worlds while the rest were from third-grade worlds. They were all gathered there to witness the final results of the slaughter game.