Chapter 3 The Hunger Games Novels & Stories

It was a silver knife . I saw it catch the moonlight and my body moved before my brain finished processing what it was seeing. I backed away on my hands and my damaged leg dragged and the pain of it was extraordinary but the knife was silver and silver killed Alphas and I was not going to die on this road, I was not going to die here, I had just won the Alpha seat!

"What I want, is obedience and for you to listen when I tell you to do something. Follow those instructions, you will have the power and strength to do as you please later. Hehe, long as you do not cross me of course. You have until we make it to my current abode to change your mind." "Are.. we.. cough.. going to have to do.. perverted stuff?" The girl named Three asked. The others shivered remembering some of the cultivation manuals that existed. They did not want to become a "Cauldron" or a "Furnace" for anyone. "I do not want to do that." She reminded Ren of a hamster. The girl, Three had her hands up to her face. Palms under her chin fretting.

The moment I opened the door back home and saw Olivia, the weight in my chest finally settled. Olivia's eyes lit up instantly. She trotted toward me and wrapped her arms around mine. "Mommy, what brings you home so early?" I wrapped my arms around Olivia, stroking her soft hair. According to the Dezarae from three years in the future, Olivia would fall from a building in three hours' time. Just to be safe, I had to bring Olivia around with me the whole time. "Liv, come to work with me today, okay? I'll buy a strawberry cake for you."

Unspoken Desires - Chapter 24 Sareena I’ve been sitting in my bedroom all morning, with the listening device in my ear. Listening to everything unfold. It finally hit me. This wasn’t a simple rescue. It was a full on mission; with rules, weapons, and real consequences. This had to be carefully orchestrated and painfully precise. Guns are involved, dangerous people and even people ending up kidnapped or dead. Every person had a role. Every move mattered. Every second carried weight, and risk.

I can't move, can't even turn my head to see who's coming. Then a shadow falls over me. I look up and see a figure standing over me. It's a Silver Hunter, his eyes glinting with malice. "Get up," he hisses, grabbing me by the hair and pulling me to my feet. I cry out in pain, but he just tightens his grip. "Shut up. You're coming with me." He drags me through the house, and I'm too weak to fight back. My mind is foggy, and I can't focus on anything. All I can feel is the pain wracking my body, and the fear that's consuming me.

Aurora. One second he was sitting there beside me, looking at me, and the next he was gone. I watched him run from the car and embrace the small woman in the driveway. They held each other for what felt like forever. She had her back to me so I couldn’t see her face, but I could see Gunner’s. His eyes sparkled as he stared at her, his mouth flashed a full toothy grin. He never looked that way around me, he never looked at me like the way he did her. The more I watched, the more I burned. He picked her up and spun her around through the air. Her long hair covered her face, but I can only assume she looked as sickly happy as Gunner did. There was so much joy and happiness. I admit I felt envio

On our wedding night, my wife, who almost never drank, got wasted because she was supposedly too happy. Just when I didn't know what to do, my best friend sent me a long message explaining how to take care of her. I blushed, but I still followed his instructions and soothed her the way he described. Natalie, who had been making a scene, miraculously quieted down. But just as I was about to call my friend and thank him, Natalie suddenly hugged me from behind. Heartbroken, she whispered, "Ashton Hawke, you're the one I wanted to marry." As she said it, the tattoo near her heart slipped into view: a hawk with its wings spread wide. My mind went blank. Ashton Hawke was my best friend of

I got shot four times, bled out on the chapel steps. Second—some rogue truck crushed my car. Snapped my hand to pieces. Third—our hotel exploded. I was trapped in that fire for three brutal hours. She reached out, fingers grazing the wreckage on my arm. Then she gave this slow, heavy nod. "Your parents trusted us with you when they died... And this is how Lorenzo repays them. We didn't just fail you—we failed everything your family stood for." My nose burned. I swallowed the lump in my throat.

They were Kin. "It’s not over, Eryx," I whispered, looking at Hope and Leo, who were watching the global light fade into a natural, beautiful dusk. "We’ve woken the world. Now we have to Teach it how to Live." I looked at my hands. The ink was gone. The silver was gone. There was only the Marrow. "The 183rd Chapter is the end of the Rebellion," I declared, my violet-silver eyes locking onto the future. "But it's the First Chapter of the Pack of the World."

Toby said and I screamed once more for my mate. ♾ You've come to the end of this chapter. Thank you for reading Chapter Thirty-Three| Heat. Heat babies! Guess who's coming to town? Love, Coco