Castor Pollux Hunger Games Novels & Stories

’’ ‘’Just a while ago, a scout from the nest reported an act of defiance… I feel pity for them, so I’m going to dispose them myself. ‘’GAHAHA! You call that pity?’’ ‘’They are not worth the time of Viscor Mukha. I’ll take care of them myself.’’ While the Ant soldiers were approaching the unfinished castle, a man is waiting for them. A beast in blacken hairy skin, he has 6 arms that twitch every second; He is the leader of the arachnid tribe. Kha’xt Pixo- The arachnids are assigned to the construction of the castle of Zuotia, but Kha’xt Pixo isn’t doing any contribution. He despised doing works but taking commands.

“Where the fuck is the heirloom–” “Take my mate and leave–” Poppy is trying to get out of the bed now, her expression twisted with pain and fear as the storm picks up speed, rattling the castle. The power flickers, then everything goes dark, just as Maddox and Antony start throwing punches again.

I had to obey all of Castor's rules so that he wouldn't kill me. About Pollux? I thought he was an easy-going, annoying person. A figure who wouldn't meddle in other people's business. A freedom lover and a man who charmed every woman, except me. I could observe him nodding his head and sometimes shaking his head as I picked out some clothes before I bought them. He took out a shiny black card from inside his wallet, and in one swipe, I immediately received the clothes I had chosen. I knew that Pollux just wanted to use me as his toy. I just had to keep my distance from him, and I already had the signs that set them apart. Besides the piercing on his eyebrow, Pollux also has a crescent moon

“Are you fixing this tournament for the Hunter’s Moon night?” “Yes, precisely. It will align with the midnight summit of the blue moon,” Rahl confirmed. “My sole focus is to prepare you to face Kathleen. She’s the most formidable warrior in the tournament and general to Lillian.” Emory’s expression tightened at the mention of Kathleen. Of course, it had to be Rahl’s ex-lover. She pulled away, but Rahl caught her arm again, drawing her back against him and she didn’t fight him. “Stop running away from me, Emory.” Like a physical force, the heat of his gaze pressed her to stay, and her mind went utterly blank. Now, they just stared at each other. Her mouth opened and closed a few times but not

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.

This is what this week is about proving myself and the fact they feel comfortable to share this with me means I must be making headway. The others dwindle in helping themselves to food, all covered by the hot plates, so it stays warm. I grab myself another drink of bourbon. This time I think I’ve had enough whiskey for a while. The double wooden doors on the other side of the room open as all the chatter goes silent. Paxton and Hunter are on either side, dressed from head to two in black. You can’t even see their faces due to the masks. They pull them off, chucking them to the floor as they each keep one arm on the girl in the middle. She looks fucking terrified. There’s no missing that with