Arachne Hunger Games Novels & Stories

"Not important. I can help. I can find another way without my mother having to sit in that position forever.” Duncan Hiddleston's mother obeyed Duncan Hiddleston. Slowly lift yourself, and step out of position. Just like what the system said, Phedra Elizabeth was not prepared, an arrow suddenly escaped, shot towards Phedra Elizabeth, Phedra Elizabeth still did not have time to react, then the arrow pierced through her arm. Phedra Elizabeth. Duncan Hiddleston, realizing that Phedra Elizabeth was in danger, rushed over, but the road to where Phedra Elizabeth was standing gradually cracked. Duncan Hiddleston was unable to rescue Phedra Elizabeth in time. Although Phedra Elizabeth was flexible,

But did it really come from this cushy pushover of a rich kid? “Stay here, Aria.” Cyrrus didn’t even look back as he left the bar with the thug. After the door swung to a close, Aria waited for thirty seconds before making her move. Behind her, Jason shook his head, going back to polishing his glasses. Spider was still too inexperienced. He would have to report this to Madam Dahlia. Meanwhile, Aria looked around for another exit and found a dusty window. With a little maneuvering, she opened it, disguising the creaking under the whistling of the wind. She leaped out of the window, her steps completely silent when she landed on the pavement outside.

, illuminating her future.Six weeks later...Arachne strolled through her estate's gardens, laughter and music drifting from the ballroom. She had transformed the once-oppressive space into a sanctuary.It's dinner time, Arachne gazed at the steaming dinner before her, stomach growling with anticipation. The steward, Jenson, poured wine into her glass.As she lifted her fork, a sudden wave of nausea crashed over her. The room spun, and her vision blurred."Mistress?" Jenson's concerned voice cut through the haze.Arachne pushed back from the table, covering her mouth. She rushed to the nearby washbasin, her dinner splattering into it.Jenson supported her, holding a cool cloth to her forehead. "Sh

A blazing torch of orange fire had been stitched over their hearts, its colour matching the braided cloth that hung at their waists, keeping the flowing robes closed. A shiver ran up my spine. As normal as they looked, these were the Nest leaders. What they said was law and defying them was death. Burney had let slip before we got here that their mother had been one of them before she died, and that if Aaron had been here when it happened, he would've been voted one of them, making him the youngest councillor to accept his seat in the history of the Scorchers.

If he hadn’t shown up, I was sure Lexie would still be here today. I found my hunger had doubled since she left and I found myself having to feed more often but only on blondes that looked like her. For the first few months I would only feed but then I came across a girl that looked just like Lexie and I ordered her every time trying to fill the hunger that I had in Lexie’s absence for her. But even though the girl looked similar, the taste wasn’t the same and it never satisfied me one hundred percent.

PRINCE ARCHER WAS ALONE in the shelter when he awoke the following morning. Aurora was no longer in his arms. Outside, he could hear the sound of firewood crackling, and could smell the aroma of roasted meat. Getting up from the floor of the tent, the prince-in-disguise held the back of his neck, cracking it slightly to alleviate the dull pain he was feeling on it. He must have fallen asleep in an awkward position. Walking outside, he caught sight of Aurora sitting in front of a fire roast, turning over the heat what looks to be some sort of bird meat skewered on a piece of stick. She looked up at the sound of his footsteps, and, catching sight of his face, flustered a little and turned her

“Calm down, son. This is for your protection. For everyone’s.” Kevin stood over him, and Jeff realized he was on his back. He thrashed, fighting against the restraints, pulling them opposite each other and trying to break loose. They were too strong. He struggled to sit up, but something was off. There was a heaviness in his stomach, and he recalled the feeling from his dream. “Dad, something’s wrong!” Jeff looked down and repressed a scream. “My stomach! It’s . . . ” ‘A spider’s cephalothorax is fused with its abdomen and makes up the lower portion of the arachnid.’ Mr. Drake’s voice echoed in his thoughts.

She should've had her guard up, but she was too freaked out from reading about Garin's mom. The younger shifters had told scary stories around the campfires about a blue-eyed demon who killed unwary wolves in a very particular way. They named her The Huntress. To this day, that name sent spikes of ice down Willow's spine. The Huntress was said to kill her victims slowly, using blades instead of bullets or arrows.

"Well there is what they call training,that is the only ways you gain your free movement .you either go through training , which no girl has ever survived or you become a sex toy,like me" another girl who appeared to be new as Athena gasp "Before you decide they show you what training contains, hanging on a rope above a pit of deadly snakes, getting in frozen Lake outside naked , walking on red hot stones slowly and others"she explained "WHAT" they all yelled in shock. Snakes were Athena's greatest fear. She hated how they hiss.she could face anything except snakes . "Yup ,either that or you get a dick everyday unless you have a good owner "

“It’s big British dick to you, wanker.” I roll my eyes and move on. “…And to his right is my brother Rowan.” Rowan’s face sharpens as he roams his eyes across Amara in recognition. He leans close and rests his folded arms across the table, “You’re the Arcata, High beauty queen?” Amara swallows and nods her head. Haley giggles and waves. “Oh yeah, Amara has run and won Miss Arcata High three years in a row. She’s seriously talented.”