Cassia Hunger Games Novels & Stories

She stood at the counter, her hands still shaking slightly as she poured three cups into the ceramic mugs. "It's over, isn’t it?” Cassia asked, sinking into one of the wooden chairs at the table and wrapping her hands around the warm mug. She looked between Lucian and her mother, her eyes wide with hope and exhaustion. “It's over now? No more running, no more looking over our shoulders?”

[ CASSANDRA ] After this statement of ANTOINE, I got angry. I then looked at him strangely and I said : -- Who are you to give me orders? I am not under your responsibility. You are not my family and I am not your prisoner. I'll go away and you won't be able to stop me. Afterwards, I wanted to slap him when Inès stopped me. -- ANTOINE and Cassandra please calm down. You're not going to fight because we're family now. (She says)

“Did she just…? Oh no, she didn’t." I swallowed hard, wiping my eyes with the back of my hand. “She can do whatever she wants. I’m not her. I don’t have candy. I don’t have coats, and I don’t have Alpha blood. But I’m still standing here. I’ve been through hell, and I’m still here.” Cass clapped her hands together loudly. “YES! That’s it! That’s what I’m talking about!” She spun toward the crowd again. “Mia’s going to partake in the competition!”

Lena’s breath came in ragged gasps as she pressed a trembling hand to the tunnel wall. The stone was cold, solid—real. But the power pulsing beneath her skin, the whisper of the Rift still humming in her veins, told her otherwise. She wasn’t just standing in the underground tunnels anymore. She was standing at the edge of something else. Something hungry. Cassian’s sharp gaze flicked between her and the empty tunnel ahead. “We need to move. Whatever you just did bought us time, but they’ll be back.”

Cassius didn't look like an easy target. Well... it’s Zara Singh here—only one Zara Singh, a perfect woman who's good at seducing any man. Cassius would be a piece of cake, as the past guys too! And I would make sure to kill him mercilessly at the end.

I whispered under my breath, yanking my vest tighter. The door creaked. Caspian walked in, running a hand through his messy hair, looking like he hadn’t noticed the entire world was collapsing around me. “You ran off quick,” he said, tossing his jacket on the chair. “Scared of a little holy smoke?” “Scared of starving to death, actually,” I shot back, hoping my voice sounded normal. “Some of us need actual food to survive.” He smirked. “You? Survive? Please. I’m convinced you run on pure sarcasm.”

I will add to anyone worried, this one does have a HEA because I’m a sucker for that happily ever after and I couldn’t imagine not giving Cass her happy ending. If any of these things are not something you want to read, that is okay. I have plenty of other books where consent is key because that’s sexy too. But sometimes you just need something dark and smutty. I hope you enjoy Cass’ story. XOXO, Jane Chapter One Cass “Over here,” I hissed, pulling my sister into the darkened alleyway behind me. The night was cold and quiet but I knew that they were still out there. Those things were hunting us.

A set of black rim glasses slipped down her nose. Huh, I didn’t know she wears glasses. And now I’m getting a librarian fantasy I can only hope she’ll someday fulfill. “Cass, the brain-dead boy has arrived.” Mrs. Summers announced. Way to blow up my spot, Mrs. Summers. I was enjoying stealthy watching her studying without her knowing. Cassidy’s head lifted from the textbook open in her lap. Those emerald eyes looking bigger behind her glasses locked on me. Yes, I know creeper status reached.

Rain pattered soft on Sienna’s hood, a steady drip that matched the thud of her boots on the muddy path. Lila led the way—small, hunched, her coat too big, her steps shaky like she’d collapse any second—and Sienna followed, her jaw tight, the vial a cold lump in her pocket. Roman trailed a few paces back, silent, his presence a weight she couldn’t shake—his heat, his kiss, still burning on her lips, a mistake she couldn’t unmake. Her chest ached, raw and tangled, and she hated it—hated him for making her feel it, hated herself for letting him in even that much.

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