Novel & Cerita Castor Pollux Hunger Games

Celeste floated above it on her hoverboard, twin tails glowing in the lantern light, ruby eyes bright as brake lights while she poured moonshine into mason jars with blood-red runes. Lucian (shirtless, copper scales glinting) wrestled the giant cast-iron pots like they weighed nothing. Seras kept the flames under-fire going with one lazy hand, flames dancing to the trumpet solo. Jax and Li ran a betting pool on who could eat the most crawfish without crying. (Current leader: Lucian. Current crier: Jax.) Thorne and I sat on top of the tallest crypt, legs dangling, sharing a jar of something that tasted like gasoline and forgiveness.

Cade, who’s sitting next to her, grabs her hand and laughs. “What does Pollux get? He’s more like a cave-wolf than anything else.” “A cave-wolf?” Pollux asks. “That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard in all my life.” “Why should it be dumb?” Paola argues with him. “He has a point. All you think about is violence and survival, and the worst of things.” “Because that’s the shit that keeps you alive!” he exclaims, looking at them like they lost their minds. “Honestly. I don’t see a problem with that.”

Pollux pushes Aster away, "What'd he even say?" "Hey pervert, if you don't shut up when I tell you to, I'm actually gonna eat you. A-and absolutely NOT in whatever sick way you were thinking." Aster stands up and swiftly walks away. Pollux sighs and extends an arm to Khai, "You good, man?" "Yep, all good. No doubt." He rotates his wrist and stretches his back, "Wow, she's very strong." "Did you really say that?" Pollux glares at him.

Chapter 7 Raul’ s POV Far be it from me to deny Scarlett what she wants, so when she started panting, “fuck me, fuck me, fuck me”, I had to comply. I am, after all, a gentleman. I unbuckle my jeans and start to slide them off as Scarlett, with one of her extended claws, makes my job easier and slices them off. It’s a good thing that she and I started keeping extra clothes at each other’s pack houses because of this very thing.

Staying here and strolling around doesn’t make the pain of my mother’s and Quinn’s death disappear. We were interrupted by the cook who is now holding two plates of steak, one raw and one that is cooked and has potatoes on the side. It was followed by another man in an apron holding two bamboo cups and pitchers. “They do not treat me as a threat,” I muttered. “What?” “I think I know what you’re trying to say.” Alarick put his steak down and is preparing to hear what I am about to say. “No one thinks of me as an enemy,” I said in a lower voice.

Why do I still refer to this heartless woman as 'Mum'? Tara came back with the girls and made them stand in line. The youngest was maybe around thirteen or fourteen years old and oldest around seventeen or eighteen. The girls looked terrified. I was so angry at this sight! I knew about the drugs but never heard about them auctioning girls! I tried to remain calm, but it was not easy, and I am sure that Gabriel noticed as he slightly tightened his grip on me with the arm which was around me as I sat on his lap. With a motion of his fingers, he called Alex to him and whispered something into his ear. Alex went over to the girls as if inspecting each one and went back over and whispered into Ga

ALEXANDER My father and sister were both pretty fucked-up, but, damn, Blake was sick. Because we had to make do with what was available in the casino, which wasn’t much, Blake had a bunch of his warriors holding the members of the Bois Sombre Pack down while he tortured them. They were both fully naked after being forced into their human forms. Chef’s knives were brought in from the kitchen, and Blake tested each one of them out on the men’s torsos until he figured out which one was the sharpest, their ensuing screams widening his smile, his eyes gleaming.

Camille walked over to the shelf, stacked with books and several board games that she remembered from her childhood. The whole time she caught Maddox watching her as he continued to hold her bag. Curiosity filled his gaze. “Are you hungry? I can have Oliver make you some steaks.” “No. I’m fine.” “You haven’t eaten since breakfast.” “My appetite left after I got caught up in that witch smoke.” she picked up one board game. “Do you play these?” “I don’t know how to. Those are fatal games.” I put it down and looked at him. “Do werewolves have games?”

*5 years later* Alex POV Have you ever wanted to be someone else? That was the question that I’ve been asking myself all these years. With the stress of life getting me down I couldn't help but wonder what it would of been like. But now I wouldn’t ever want to change a thing. Charlotte is strong, she’s a warrior in disguise. Never in my lifetime would I have thought that someone so small, so beautiful, would turn my life upside down for the better. She's over come all her fears and became everything the pack needs in a Luna plus more. We’ve made three beautiful children. That are more then a handful and keep me on my toes that's for sure. My daughter Lilly, she’s the strongest out of all th

With hundreds of years in front of me, and with my immortality I had nothing else better to do anyway. It was not until three slow agonizing weeks later that I finally see an opportunity, I was seeing their weakness. I had been studying them, every time they had finished with me they become stronger. They were feeding off of my pain, my agony, my suffering it fueled their strength. The so-called King Eustace was getting weaker each passing day, he was not recovering as fast as before. I was hearing the crawlers speak, they were going to dispose of him and gave him as an offering to the lower being.