Annie Cresta Hunger Games Novels & Stories

As the days passed, Crema continued to lose hope. She no longer tried to escape and lost her beauty in everything. Even food she only ate a little. He just wants to die rather than stay in that dark prison. He can no longer live in that place. And every time he thinks of his friend Mila, he becomes emotional. Sauro noticed that but he just ignored it. But a revelation about Crema's character will be revealed. Because he did not know the full details of the death of Crema's parents. Did he not consider the number of people he killed? its parents are beta.

Indianna shrugged her shoulders and looked at her nails, not liking everyone’s eyes on her. “Hiya, Indianna,” Kirstie said and smiled brightly. “I’m Greyson’s older sister, Kirstie.” “Hi,” Indianna mumbled and Kirstie arched an eyebrow. “She is a quiet little thing now isn’t she?” She chuckled. “Sugar, we’re going to give you answers now,” Greyson said and Indianna nodded. “Indie, you know we have a connection. That connection is impossible between humans.” “Humans?” She asked quietly. “If you’re not humans then what are you?”

Why am I being tortured for something I didn’t do? I want to curse the heavens and the moon itself. Why am I Makayla Pride, daughter of Nemora? Why couldn’t I have been Quinn Iverson? Or Annabelle Lucas? Or any one of the beautiful girls of River Crest who were loved by their parents and cherished by their pack? I break through the tree line and the dense canopy overhead blocks the sun. I’m still running, legs pumping furiously as I charge toward the unknown. But I can breathe a little easier.

Rising I agitation, he lashes out at the girl towering over him. "Could you please fuck off?!" Their eyes meeting, Akillim redirects the stare he receives. Its funny how the one who sorted his life, now possesses interests that resides over their murderous intents. "I'm Ceira, an inhabitant of the forest of Traè" Her eyes twinkled, as the wind swam across her face, pulling the pieces of hair that escaped the thick bundled braid, to itself. Their gazes never left the other, basically an impromptu staring contest.

Chapter: 52 ****** Alpha Lysandra of the Silver Peak Pack raised her voice, her words tinged with desperation as she recounted a scarcity of food that threatened to starve her pack. "Our hunters return empty-handed, Alpha Tricc," she pleaded. "How can we ensure the survival of our kin through this harsh winter?" She turned pleading eyes toward Tricc, her features lined with pain as she awaited his response.

She stood there in front of the whole rejected army, and she told us what he had done by doing nothing at all. "My sister's name was Lena. A servant in Silvercrest, seventeen, and not your fated mate, Alpha Shade. She was nobody. She was one of a dozen girls your elders pushed at you every season, because that is how it works in the great packs. A powerful young Alpha needs to be admired, so they line the pretty ones up to compete for a glance, and the winner gets to be a Luna and the losers get to be a lesson."

Since I haven't met my fated mate which the moon goddess give specifically to you, he wants me to pick a chosen mate and he thinks Eliza is a good fit. To be honest, I can't stand her. She's mouthy, entitled and treats the pack members like crap as she thinks she is the next luna. Chuckling to myself, I'd rather give up my position as the next Alpha then to be stuck with her. She has been known to getting around in this pack, I'm not sure who she hasn't slept with. Luckily, I never have. The Snow Crest Pack is nestled up in the mountains, it's cold most of the year but the summer is pretty tolerable. It's a beautiful place with 10,000 acres of land, we are one of the biggest packs in this co

I move the tray to get up, but Cree is there within seconds, pushing me back on the bed. “Eat, and we’ll talk,” He orders in his Alpha tone. I am starving. It’s been three days with no food, only stress. My eyes comb over the pancakes in my lap, and my mouth waters. I grab it with my hands and shove half the pancake into my mouth. Who’s the savage now. I think as I forcefully push the other half into my already full mouth and chew like a chipmunk. I notice Cree watching me, and I glance over at him. “What?” I say, mouth still full.

Even though I love him very much, what a bastard of a man he is. Cresta's memory changed again. Now it was Adrianne's time of conquest, riding the dragon she called Frenya. It burned villages and houses that would not submit to it. "When I saw the fear in the eyes of the people I was about to burn alive, I was tormented. Their howling and screaming made me feel really guilty. I burned old people, babies and women alive. I didn't want to burn them, but what could I do? The curse made me obey all Adrianne's orders. I was forced to burn them all. I was so tormented, Mademoiselle".

she said as she got up and get ready herself, I groaned as I felt the emptiness in my chest. I just wished that we could cuddle all day, but I got up anyway, because these people are not just any ordinary pack members, but most are my child hood friends came from the other packs. Also, the trackers from abroad are joining us too. The higher ups actually sent them for recruiting new members. "How do I look?" Crest asked after getting herself some navy blue midi dress. I smiled at the sight of her beauty but when she turn around, my wolf instantly growled seeing that her dress is somewhat backless.