Novel & Cerita Chariot Hunger Games

It was no longer the fucking bastard who killed my friend and tried to drain me—what stared at me was a wild beast, consumed by bloodlust. My inner force hummed within me. I dropped the dagger. Then I corrected my stance, lowering my knees and raising my guard as Charon lurched himself at me. I watched him calmly, noticing how his unbalanced feet stomped forward and how his claws extended to slice me. A cold smirk twisted my lips. He was too slow.

Thinking about the food isn't helping my situation. Clearing my throat, I glared at my top head warriors. "One more lap and then we're done!" "Good." Aries grumble from beside me, "I'm fucking starving. I don't know what Charlotte is making but it smells fucking amazing. I can't wait to eat it." I nodded in agreement, snarling when I saw a warrior running a little slower than I like. Hearing my snarl, he immediately fixed his mistake and sped up. "You and me both brother. Whatever it is, it's going to be better than what we had for lunch."

The other hangs precariously over Charity's body, waiting patiently for her shift to succeed or for her to die before attaching itself in the same manner as it did with Cerebrus. No one says a word or moves a muscle while hundreds of eyes silently watch Charity contorting with torment on the ground, wondering if she'll live through the experience of a forced first shift or die as most do. I can see her parents passing behind Matt as he continues to hold her, whispering soothing words in her ear while trying to keep her hair out of her eyes. Sitting on my hind quarters, I watch patiently with the rest of the pack, praying that the Moon Goddess lets her live through the experience.

The chariot carrying the queen moved slowly towards him, pulled by ten Undead white horses. The horses had red-orangish flames coming out of their heads; their bodies adorned with a full suit of shining armor. This made them look very powerful. Alex wasn’t scared. He knew that this was just a mere illusion. ‘I have nothing to be afraid of. I’ll just fail my mission at most.’ ‘But…’ The chariot stopped a hundred meters away from him. The queen’s eyes looked very mysterious as she stared at him. “We meet again, seed.”

I let out a few hiccups and snort as I try to sniff away the snot gathering in my nose. Moments later, the front door slams open and loud clicks of stiletto heels resound in the mansion. They seem to be heading in our direction. Suddenly, Charity burst around the corner, furiously, “She’s your mate, isn’t she?!” she screams. “The reason you wouldn’t mark me as your chosen mate?! He’s mine, bitch! Come here, bitch, so I can rip you to shreds!” she screams, her wolf’s claws protruding from her fingers. CASSIUS

“We resist together. Always.” Sipho’s lips curved slightly, almost approvingly. “Good. Defiance is… powerful. But the Hunger does not forgive. Resistance comes with a price.” Shadows surged suddenly, snaking along the forest floor, wrapping around the eldest child’s legs and pulling, tugging, forcing them to their knees. Panic flared, and the child screamed, clutching the charm as if it were the only thing keeping them from being consumed.

"You ruined them!" The vines sprouted again but they were more violent this time and they wrapped tighter as they bound the Chariot completely. I raised my hand and slammed it down. Green energy erupted beneath the Chariot and the shockwave blew leaves and soil into the air. The Chariot whined and blood dripped from its snout. I stood over it as its chest kept heaving. My eyes looked almost mad from victory. "You remember me, don’t you? Of course, you don’t," I said and smiled faintly. "But I remember you."

Dru quickly punched the new route into the chariot. “Aria even with this, we’ll still be late—” Arielle said. “I will handle the speed,” Aria replied, as her presence flared. Suddenly, the dire spirit wolves pulling the chariot let out a haunting howl.The carriage surged forward, moving three times faster than normal, blurring the world outside. Arielle leaned back, a cold smirk on her face. "Let's show her how to play the game." (Back at the Nexus) The moon was nearly fully red.

Her fingers scrolled through the topper list mockingly. I rolled my eyes at her. "Charlie belongs to the floor in beauty. She's off the scale, ugly in baggy jeans." One of her puppies said, and they all started laughing. "Guess that's enough for you. You top the chart in girls' beauty, but she tops it in biking. Hope you remember you almost lost your brother from biking against her." Greg jeered. Agatha stamped her feet. Watching those smiles of hers crumbled had me smirking.