76th Hunger Games Novels & Stories

“And I’ve been called many things, hunter.” Goddess, he knew she was a hunter. After casting a wry glance around, Emory decided to take her chance with him since he was alone. As long as he didn’t shift, she could probably take him on in a fight. Then she grabbed hold of the branch and swung down to meet him. “You’ve got a new one, congrats.” It took her a moment to process his size: she only realized how large he was now that she was off the tree. How tall was he? He looked like he was about six feet seven. Looking up at him made her feel like a dwarf.

I pulled on my leather pants and sports bra and headed downstairs. Today was for hunting. I had lost the first game to Gardenia. I walked downstairs nonchalantly and into the open field where the audience and spectators had gathered. Thane sat in his throne, Jairus on his left. The throne on the right was empty. The rules for the second game was stated out. Two hours to hunt. The one with the most kill wins the round. We entered the forest through separate routes.

Chapter 76 is the CHAOS WAR! END OF CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE

He didn't appear to be upset to be joining his mate at all. Of the more than 3,000 omegas that had started The Hunt, only 243 were still unclaimed. That night, 243 Hunters returned to the castle and planned the next phase of their attack. Because, at this point in the game, their animalistic nature could do nothing less than attack.

He had never had a hard time beating Francis, but the fact that everyone who looks to him to be the strongest would be watching kind of freaked him out. Max entered the gym first, followed closely by Jackson. Carmella, Heather, and Nicole entered a minute later. Garret entered with Evan and immediately moved to the corner of the room and set up a small station. The chatter in the room was inaudible. There was one phrase that Chris could understand. “My money’s on Chris,” Heather blurted out. Chris covered his eyes in embarrassment. “You are aware money has no value anymore,” Jackson said. “Well then, how about food then?”

Wow, what an arrogant prick. I’m not stupid. I see the way he looks at me. I see the desire in his eyes and the hunger. I may not know what he’s trying to get out of the games that he’s playing with me, but I’m never going to give him the satisfaction that he’s going to win. Not this time. If he’s used to having his way with everything and anything, he needs to understand I’m not the type of girl he can easily subdue. He needs to try harder.

he opens the car door from the inside Entering the car, I fasten my seatbelt "James don't kill me" "Can't make promises" he says putting on his shades Speeding out the driveway we enter the freeway Matt POV: I enter sector 8 and they check me. Going through at least 6 security scans. I make my way down the executive hall Opening the door, I enter and all my men sit around the grand table I go towards the chair some would say it's a thrown but I don't consider myself a king

His voice sounded gentle, but his eyes held a warning, as if he said, “Drink it. Accept this story. Accept your place.” I looked at the glass of water. It was clear and still, like the cleaner that had been poured away that day. I reached out and took the glass. The corners of Daniel’s mouth lifted in a quiet, confident smile. I slowly stood. Under the gaze of hundreds of people in the memorial hall, I threw the glass to the floor. The glass shattered. The sharp sound cut through the hall and brought instant silence. Everyone stared at me. Even Daniel’s smile froze, and a flash of anger crossed his eyes.

Right across the street, a massive digital billboard was broadcasting a live feed of Tom’s birthday. He stood there like a prince surrounded by stars, accepting luxurious gifts from everyone. Aria, blushing beautifully, presented him with a South Chesterford diamond worth hundreds of millions. Absolute despair consumed me. My lips twitched into a final, hollow smile, and I slowly closed my eyes. Suddenly, a gunshot shattered the air. Warm blood instantly splattered across my face, and a heavy coat was gently draped over my shoulders. My eyes snapped open, locking onto a stunningly beautiful face. "It’s you... You really came for me..."

After all, our wolf counterparts are gifts to us that protect our human form no matter the consequences. I drop his head to the ground and stand mighty on all fours in front of a buzzing crowd, screaming and cheering out my name. “Hunter wins!” The judge exclaimed before the crowd goes wild. I smile and my eyes land on Ava, only for me to release another thundering growl as I see Ava on her knees. My brows twitch when I see shackles, created by magic, attached to her arms and legs, forcing her to the floor. All eyes turned to the entrance when the doors banged open and a speaker announces words that I instantly dreaded.