Author Hunger Games Novels & Stories

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS IS A G****E TRANSLATED VERSION. WE JUST NEED FUNDS TO SAVE DOGS’ LIVES. PLEASE BEAR WITH ME. I WILL REVISED THIS SOON. GAME TEN:Bleeding Is it possible to feel different emotions in one snap of time?

She gets dressed immediately, but doesn't dare leave the place where she is. - What is your name? – the alpha asks, kindly. - My name is Katniss. - How old are you, Katniss? - I'm eighteen. - she answers without lifting her eyes from the ground. - Where are your parents? - They were killed by other rogues two years ago. - she replies. - Do you know the rogues that were chasing you? - No. I always hid and kept my distance from other rogues, but I was so hungry that I didn't notice their presence. I ran away. Sorry for getting into the pack.

It was everything I had been starving for since the moment I first saw her standing in my study with hatred in her eyes. Killian wanted to kill her. He could smell the blood from where I had broken her(her hymen), the blood that marked her as mine, and he wanted more. He wanted to taste it, to feel it on his tongue, to drown in it. The hunger was a living thing inside me, a fire that was consuming everything in its path, and I was burning alive.

“No collars. No boxes. You get names. Beds.” He looks down at himself. “I want that.” The crown burns. Seven grounds. Seven vessels. One crown. He’s the last piece. Bind him, and it’s done. The Tree gets its set. And I don’t know what the Tree does with done. Draven presses against my leg. Not a command. An anchor. Choose. Moira laughs, soft. “Oh, Mother. He’s right. I’m Hunger. Without a stomach, I eat everything. Eventually. Even you.”

Orion. Lyra. ⚡ Standing together. United. ❤️ Facing the Nameless Hunger. 🖤 ⸻ The First War. The true First War. Not against kingdoms. Not against memories. Against oblivion itself. 💀 ⸻ And they lost. 💔 ⸻ Not completely. But enough. ⸻ Because the Hunger couldn’t be killed. It couldn’t be imprisoned. It couldn’t be erased. ⚡ It could only be delayed.

Thornek’s lips curled back at the thought of striking Narkhul across the table, but before he could, Rhazien spoke again. “It is hunger,” he said. “Not for her, but for what he denies himself. He thinks he can leash it. But the hunger cannot be denied. It consumes everything it touches. And when it is done, it will leave only ash. He toys with her, nothing more. When the hunger takes him whole, he will kill her himself, and we will be spared this farce.” Narhkul stirred. “And if he doesn’t?” Rhazien turned his gaze on him, sharp and mocking. “If he doesn’t, then perhaps you will take her place at his table, Narhkul. You seem fond of speaking when silence would serve better.”

asks Hector. Hector tries not to focus on her pumping blood and keeps Kelanar on his mind. This seems to calm the hunger. “I am Pam. So this is your hunger hungry test then?” “How do you know about that?” “Do you think they randomly let a human walk up to a newbie? You’re cute and funny. I am paid to be the test and have been for some time. So, I don’t fear you, and I know I am safe.” “I see. I am glad you’re not afraid, but I will not bite you or attack you.”

TRIGGER WARNING I woke up completely famished. My mind was urging me to get up and eat. I crawled carefully over Jamie and Sebastian who were in bed with me. I stepped silently over the other four to make my way down to the kitchen. I got down there and started making a huge pot of noodles for spaghetti. I started cooking ground venison before grabbing more uncooked venison out of the refrigerator to snack on while everything else cooked. Once the meat was done, I drained it as I leaned against the counter, continuing to eat the raw venison.

I couldn’t help but wonder what this little thing meant to her and walked out of the old woman’s house not far behind her, a smirk on my face admiring her defiance. I don’t know what kind of creature she is and fighting the urge to devour her is almost painful. The desire to find out what she is and what she is capable of overpowers that feeble urge, and the hunger for her life force is the furthest thing from my mind now. I watch as she steps down from the porch and rushes into the arms of her mate.

She walked ahead while I trailed behind her. . . . Natalie's P. O. V It was a mall, but it did have a lot of things that interested me, from the restaurant to the supermarket, to boutiques... Everything. But the one I especially took interest in was the gaming center. I spent a great deal of time there, trying out all the games. " No, no, no! Don't die! " Xander murmured. I smiled smugly. " How did you learn like this?" Xander's asked, turning to me.