Chaff Hunger Games Novels & Stories

**Chapter 2: Whispers in the Gray** "Look at her waddle! Does the floor shake when you walk, or is that just my imagination?" The taunt came from across the crowded cafeteria, sharp enough to cut through the clatter of plastic trays and chatter. Chloe, now sixteen, gripped her lunch tray tighter, her knuckles pale. The mashed potatoes and meager portion of chicken stared back at her, but the hunger in her belly warred with the knot of shame twisting in her throat.

My heart was failing but it was at those moments, I felt a strange peace within myself. This is what death feels like… it’s very lonely. AUTHOR’S NOTE Hey readers, if you have gotten this far in the chapter, congratulations because you have finished the first book series of A Game of Chess: Queens to King.

It’s as if she feels guilty for being able to eat well when I couldn’t. “The first Reaping after I took the job made me see that there was something very wrong happening with the food. I was not quite old enough for the Reaping but I watched along with everyone else. I saw it then. The girls were underweight. Many of them looked like skeletons while others had little meat on their bones. But what was the oddest was the girls who were from the families of the leaders in the village had a very healthy. They all looked as if they ate plenty and some if even looked as if they ate over the amount that a person should.”

He watched as I worked out the question, explaining it to him hoping that he"all understood it. "Got it? " I asked, in reply, he just nodded and mom said that he's a good guy he even didn't thank me huh. *** I was in the cafeteria with my sandwich and coffee waiting for Vess to arrive when out of nowhere Veronica Stafford appeared in the cafeteria with her two bimbos, but she's not going to create another trouble right I should ignore her and focus only on the deliciously grilled sandwich which is right in front of me. I was just enjoying my lunch

My legs gave out, and I sank to the floor, my chest heaving as I fought against the monstrous hunger writhing within me. The pain was relentless, tearing through my veins and searing my mind. My vision blurred further, the room a swirl of shadows and shapes. And then I saw it_a crumpled piece of paper lying just out of reach. The sight of her delicate handwriting peeking through the folds sent a jolt through me. I stretched out with trembling hands, the chains rattling as I clawed at the floor, finally grabbing the paper and pulling it close.

Mia Once Aria was out of sight, I shut the door and busied myself finding a pair of clean jeans and a T-shirt. Personal stuff fell out of the backpack in the process, including a packet of muesli bars I’d made myself two days ago back home in Mystic Spring, a small town no one knew existed in America. On cue, the sound of my empty stomach churning reached my ears, and I hastily unwrapped the packet. I quickly munched on one as I stripped myself naked. I hadn’t eaten since yesterday evening, my last meal, and it had been more than fifteen hours.

***** ***** Matthews was still trying to digest the little he knew about his mate and Chaos’ family and to have this slammed on top of it had his head reeling with confusion. Looking around swiftly, he located the nearest chair and shakily seated himself inside. Kiara walked towards her mate and rubbed his back in a comforting way. She understood what he was going through because she could feel it through their bond. She wasn’t so surprised by Chaos’ new appearance because she had had the bitter honor of seeing it when she first woke up. It was enough to make a grown ass woman like herself breakdown. She scanned the room and watched the way Mama Chaos tried to blink back the tears that were

So I'll hit him where I can: his wallet. Will it bankrupt him? Of course not. He's an Alpha with resources I can't even comprehend. But God, it feels good to swipe that black card over and over, watching the numbers climb higher with each purchase. I hope he's furious when he sees the bill. I hope it ruins his whole day. "I'm starving," Chloe announces, shifting her bags to her other arm. "Can we please get food?" "Yes, please," I sign, my stomach growling in agreement.

Three hours later, arguments erupted from a Bronze Sector barracks room. "Damn it! There's not even hot water!" Liam kicked at a rusty pipe. "Liam, calm down," Chloe said wearily from a rickety bunk. "We still have to go get our rations for the day." "Rations? I, an Alpha, have to stand in line for rations?" Chloe waved a dismissive hand. "Stop whining and let's go! If we're late, we get nothing!" They handed him two tubes of a foul-smelling, brown nutrient paste. He stared at it. And in that single, foul-smelling tube, he tasted true despair.

No one spoke, move they were all silent The moon bore silent witness as the pack lowered their heads. Being an Alpha is not power, is not about pride but it is a burden and I carried mine with bloody hands and unshaken resolve I looked at Peter “ Burn the body" He burned the body and everyone left The Ravenous pack stood stronger than ever and it was held in by other packs.