Blight Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Those who needed to use more grenades did. A fuel tank somewhere hit and the air suddenly smelled of oil and char—sweet and stinging. Someone screamed like a beast. Someone else laughed with a noise that could only be called hunger. I hadn't just come with my trio. I came with a fucking army today. Because we decided it was going to be a bloodbath. We were done hunting. Hunting had been fun. But there was nothing we could do when we finally knew where Blayne was. He was the biggest catch, and the thrill of laying my hands on him sent a delicious chill up my spine.

He asked nonchalantly, the question taking me by surprise. I looked at him. "What—we're done studying." He shrugged as he sat up. "Right—but you haven't eaten a thing all day." I blinked. He noticed that? "I—uh—" I sputtered. He surprised me, often. "I'm not hungry." Zac narrowed his eyes skeptically. "Right—sure. We could study more." I laughed softly as I zipped up my backpack. "My brain is tired of reading chemical compound names." I glanced at him quirking an eyebrow. "How are you suggesting we continue—you're the one who's been complaining this whole time."

She was dripping down his balls, trembling on the edge of coming, with her brother just steps away. Alex opened the fridge. The light spilled into the living room, almost reaching them. Ethan’s cock throbbed inside her. He smiled darkly against her neck and slowly rocked his hips once… twice… pushing just a little deeper. Lila’s mouth opened in a silent gasp. Would Alex turn around? Would he see his little sister impaled on his best friend’s thick cock? The fridge door started to close. To be continued…

Chapter 19: Heat and Hunger Beneath the Dark Blackout Sky III Outside, the streetlights remained dark, the blackout complete. But in the shadows, the roamers moved on, silent and relentless, as if the city itself had become a stage for something that had no name, no mercy, and no end. Aria’s heart hammered against her ribs. She wanted to convince herself it was just ordinary fear, people panicking in a city swallowed by darkness. But the truth pressed against her chest like ice: those eyes she had glimpsed on the street were not human. The hunger behind them was ancient, unrelenting, and impossible to reason with.

(CAMERON’S POINT OF VIEW) The look of nihility in Blaze's orbs, how his blood gusted out of him, and how it ponded around him—everything flashed before my eyes, and I found myself craving to see it again, more of blood—there was this unquenchable hunger. It hauled me out of my position, and I went out to feed it, and the voices in my head couldn't agree more. "Do you really think you will get away with this?" In her bound-to-a-chair position, Mom demanded, and her husband was next to her, suffering the same fate.

Gray asks him, as we all take in the wreckage that was our camp. Strips of cloth and bent and broken metal, that just a few hours ago were tents, lay in tatters, skewered all over the ground. Tons of blood stains the dark brown forest floor. Torn pieces of bloodied flesh scattered across our campsite. I can’t help the sigh that escapes my lips. Luckily, nobody is paying any attention to me. “They’ll be okay,” Bo answers, his blue eyes dark with the reality of our current situation. “I’m just glad we haven’t been giving the new ones any wolfsbane. Who knows? Maybe they’ll learn to control it on their own.”

My eyes were wide open, finally Elias was by my side, boy was I glad to see him! A strange thing began to occur inside me just when I thought it was over. The pain started to grow, only this time it was worse than the bite, there was a fire burning inside me, I began to feel the worst kind of pain I’ve ever felt in all my thirty years of living. It was an excruciating pain— like torture!

"You said it before the second book when I was thirteen. You said it before the third. You said it before the fourth." Valentina is quiet for a moment. Jordi, reaching for more bread: "She's right, Mama." Noa, without looking up from her plate: "She usually is." The dinner continues. The table full. The gravity field is present in every person at it. The gravity field, three generations deep. The fifth book, not yet written. Not yet known. Look first. Understand second. Say third. She is looking.

I don't have anything to offer. Shit my neck is burning. Am I burnt alive? God.. Why is it so confusing? I am so frustrated. I am screaming. But no one is answering me. The fuck. "For god sake Callum. Wake up. Damn. I didn't know it would be even more frustrating than mating with Blaze. Why isn’t he responding"? Someone was frustrated like me. Looking for answers. That neither of us have. I have to wait till this darkness is over. Till I get the strength to stand on my feet again.

The smell of blood, even in this rain is heavy. Another of my men falls, but we take five of theirs, but they keep on pressing. Ten more rush out from the trees to join the fray. A bright flash of lightning hits a tree nearby, cutting it in half. Then a ghostly howl is heard and another flash of lightning brings a cloaked figure and a wolf into view. It distracts the rogues and some of my men for just a moment. The hunter is here…