Annie Cresta Hunger Games Mga Nobela at Kwento

“As you have heard. It is unfair to not pick someone from the grey wood pack. Unless you’d like to go as tribute.” “Mama,” Kiki screamed turning back to look at her mother who was still being pinned to the floor by the Drago wardens. “Yes Aurethia, you claim to love your pack members above anything else. You could sacrifice for little Kiki.” Cressida taunted with a smirk. She was now on her feet, glee etched on her face. I gritted my teeth, steeling my resolve. I held kagar’s gaze. “If I go with you, you have to promise to never touch Kiki again.”

Not physical heat but spiritual. Two figures stand waiting, A man with streaks of silver in his dark hair and sharp grey eyes, and a woman with long white-blonde hair braided down her back, her eyes piercing blue like cracked ice. The Alpha and Luna of the Predator pack. Declan and Amber Greystone. My grandparents. I don’t fall to my knees, I don’t cry, I just stand there, frozen and slightly confused. Until Amber Greystone walks forward and slowlyraises a trembling hand to my face.

CHAPTER 001 Hannah’s POV: Lucinda Devereaux was taking too long to die. The sizzling meat spat grease as it shimmered, and the sweet aroma of freshly baked bread filled the small food stall where I stood. I flipped the patties on the grill, but my mind was far away, wishing and imagining that it was Lucinda’s lifeless body I flipped over instead. “My food’s burning, woman. Focus!” An angry voice snapped causing me to blink. I stared at the customer’s furious face. “Eh-eh… W-what?” I stammered in confusion.

It was coming. As the wind howled through the clearing, a shadow moved at the edge of the forest. Not Ash. Not Kade. Something older. Something that carried the unmistakable mark of her uncle’s power. And for the first time, Raven understood that her awakening wasn’t the beginning of freedom—it was the beginning of war.

Then I see another man come forward to where Freya is struggling and he barks, “You know our orders. Clyde wants one female from every family. We don’t take more than that, otherwise, there’ll be nothing left for us later on.” What does that mean? Are they here for tributes? My heart races in both fear and rage. How dare they touch my little sister! How dare they come and lay waste to our village! We have worked so hard for everything that we own. How dare they come and destroy everything?! Rage courses through my veins and I sink my fingers into my palm, shredding them in frustrations and anger. If only I could shift. Through the leaves, I can see Michael pleading with the men as they grab

He spits on the ground after cursing me, and what can I expect from a man born into fear and relentless war? "I, Willow Celeste Panchak, resident and captive of the Grim Fang pack, reject you, Elbrus, as my fated mate." I could feel the pain as soon as I opened my mouth to speak, and it only got worse as I forced the words out. Athena was raging, anguished, but she didn't try to force control. She knew we would survive without our mate, we were stronger than any man.

About 5'9" tall. Slightly tanned skin. Super muscular. Light brown hair with a slight stubble across his jaw. "She's not going anywhere Atticus. She is my chosen mate. She will be my Luna." Lakota says casually not sparring me a glance. "The Moon Goddess chose her for me! You can not take that from her!" My mates voice echoes off the walls making me shiver in delight. 'When he loosens his grip run straight for Atticus, Zara.' Cains tells me. I glance over to him letting him know I heard him. Lakota and Atticus continue arguing for a few more minutes till Lakota goes to take a step forward trying to drag me with him. When I refuse to move he turns around with a snarl just barely shifting his

She looked up to Nathan and said, “Tribute!” Nathan’s eyebrows were raised. “What are you talking about?” he asked. “It’s from Hunger Games,” Helen explained. “It means that I will take her place. Whatever punishment you had intended for her will be mine.” Elma held Helen and said, “Miss, don’t. You are pregnant. I did the deed. I should bear the punishment.” Nathan turned to Elma and said, “Fine. So be it. Go, kneel at the door, and stay there until this time tomorrow. I think that will teach you a lesson you’ll remember.”

“The Rift has waited long enough. What will you do, daughter of the storm?” Lena didn’t hesitate. She burned. The Riftfire roared to life, swirling around her in a blazing inferno as she lifted her hands and sent the flames surging forward. The first creature shrieked as fire consumed it, its body unraveling like smoke. But the others kept coming. Ronan and Cassian fell into place at her sides, weapons ready. No turning back. No hesitation. Lena met her mother’s gaze one last time, Riftfire crackling in her palms. “I know who I am now.”

Jenna laughed before disappearing into the crowd. “Wait,” I said, grabbing her arm. “You’re leaving me?” “Trust me when I say this is a good thing,” Jenna said, casting another glance towards the new girls. “I have bad blood with them.” Jenna quickly disappeared into the crowd. My attention went back to the new girls. Arianna and Amber Mora, daughters of the Alpha of Crestwood, the neighboring pack. They were a vision of elegance with their light tan skin, piercing green eyes, and statuesque frames draped in the latest designer fashion.