Novel & Cerita Cato Hunger Games

replied Hades sarcastically. Caterina felt embarrassed by the carefree way that man mentioned such things, she had never met someone like him, that was for sure. Hades watched the girl's white cheeks flush red and smile in an embarrassed and shy manner, it was more than proven, the girl had no idea about the world she was in now; she was nothing more than a simple teacher, a white bunny with pristine and neat fur that he wanted to devour, the taste of a corrupted woman was certainly much better than those who gave him everything

He pulled out a pair of dark blue swimming shorts and smirked at how prepared they were for literally anything. Cato: You guys think of everything, huh? Seris: You have no idea. See you in the dining hall in ten? I’ll walk you there. Cato: Yeah. I’ll be there. Cato quickly changed, tossed a towel over his shoulder like he’d done this a million times (despite the nerves fluttering in his stomach), and made his way out of the guest suite. ⸻ Meeting in the Dining Hall

It was painful after not having shifted for so long. She didn’t move, didn’t flinch as Cato stood before her. He was growling, baring his teeth at her. I tried yank him back, tried to take control again. I watched in horror as he jumped her. She didn’t move or dodge as Cato sunk his teeth into her shoulder, his claws into her chest. I screamed from inside but Cato saw nothing but red. Crying out, I watched as blood started to soak though her shirt. 'MATE.' He yelled at her but there was silence.

Natalia’s POV: I may have lost count of how many days I’d gone without food or water. And I felt dead. Carlo hadn't budged, not one bit, and I was probably going to die from my stubborn act. A soft knock had me darting my eyes to the door, an action I instantly regretted. Yes, people, hunger makes your body hurt, and even the slightest movements are hell. “Hey,” Caterina’s soft voice called, and I wasn't surprised she was the one. Only she would knock before entering, unlike Carlo.

“Run far away and don’t ever come back.” The human ran away while Blade’s eyes remained fixated on me. “Who are you?” he asked in a sharp voice. “I’m the woman you bought years ago. I sold myself to you in exchange for my family’s freedom. My name is Katniss Valenciaga. From now on, please don’t feed on others. Feed on me instead.” “Why would I do that?” “You once said my blood tasted better than anybody else’s. If you don’t believe me, you can try it-“

Blades clashing in the distance like some memory was still fighting to survive. Cato sat on a stone, polishing a dagger. His armor looked heavier here. So did his heart. “You came,” he said without looking up. “You called me.” He set the blade down. “I thought about not letting you in. Some truths don’t deserve to be remembered.” I stepped forward. “Then tell me anyway.” The world shimmered. I saw Cato younger—taller, less armored, smiling in a way I’d never seen him smile in waking life. He was holding hands with a woman.

"What did you think lived there?" "Who are you?" she asked. Something shifted in his expression — so quick she almost missed it. Something that might have been surprise, as if he hadn't been asked that question in a very long time. "Kael," he said. "Seventh god of war. Currently fallen, stripped of divinity, and apparently summoned by a mortal girl in a cold room." A pause. "You may want to be afraid." "Should I be?"

Reyes and the camp maids, they’ve heard every single biting word. Kate’s face turns scarlet. She hurries to the door to disappear and retreat across the eight yards to her room in the 2nd house, the Latte House. As she swings open the door of the Main House, out of the corner of her eyes, she sees one person, Nathan, raise his right hand in the three-finger salute from Hunger Games.

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.

Hugo said in a thoughtful tone. “Hah. See I told you”. Caterina softly banged the fork at the table but was frozen the next moment at what Hugo said. “We should take our share right now”. Hugo stood up followed by Luca and Caterina only realized when she was captured and thrown over her shoulder to be eaten alive. ---- Tabby