Claudius Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Screaming the hunter bent down to hold his broken leg but Dante grabbed him by the throat. The hunters arms started to frail as Dante held him without breaking a sweat. Extending one of his finger nails, he sliced into his neck. The hunters neck started to bleed and Belle caught the sweet scent of blood. Her stomach reminded her that she was starving. Without warning she jumped on the hunter causing Dante to move out of the way. She feasted on him until his heartbeat was no more.

Zane leaned against the cold marble just outside the throne room. The Crown Prince was inside with the King and Princess Vaani—while he, supposedly Yeonho, stood outside like a loyal dog. A loyal dog who did not trust the other mutt posted beside him. Kim Gguk. The boy with the stiff shoulders and side-eyes sharp enough to cut glass. Zane caught him glancing again and almost laughed. To anyone else, maybe he looked harmless. But Zane knew better. Because under that boyish face and docile act lurked Lorenzo Kim. The man who had practically danced over their corpses in another life.

*** Nikolas It wasn’t like me to use dubious means to get what I wanted. The real life was very different from the business world but I was pulled to a breaking point. My eyes went the boy resting on the bed; His expression casting concern. It still felt so unreal. Now that I considered it, The boy did look like me. Almost immediately, My gaze went back to his mother. She was seething red. I could not help but notice the pain and fatigue her cloudy brown eyes had ringed in them. She was thin and clearly malnourished. It had to be the responsibility of being a single mother. She clearly did not want my help but nonetheless I was poking my nose into this business.

I heard some surprised mutters, but no one objected. “As you may know, Clara is mute,” Ronan said. “I will read her statements for all to hear. Jules will confirm that what I have read is what was written.” Jules stood up and gave my shoulder a quick squeeze. “We like to do things fair and proper here,” she explained in a whisper. I glanced at Gideon, but he was staring fixedly at a point in mid air. He hadn’t glanced at me once this whole time. I stared at my notebook. What could I possibly say in his defense? I didn’t understand anything about war or being a prince or the kinds of decisions he made. I knew he hurt the people here, and they were right to be angry. But I had to try.

Dear Readers, From this point, i will continue writing the sequel of the book "The claim of his Claws.." in the same book series as "THE BETA'S CONQUEST.." In this sequel, a part of beta Lance's story will be highlighted after his abandoning of the pack. His struggles from the heartbreak and post traumatic stress disorder that he suffered after his beloved mate died. Will there be another chance for Lance or will he destroy everything coming in his ways? Will he be able to control his dark side or let it go and become a rogue Werewolf wandering in the world.

Claudia snaps, snatching her purse off the corner of the dining table. “No?” Sirius questions, tilting his head to the side. “You will not d-disrespect me, and my family name any longer Sirius.” Claudia’s voice wavers but her head stays high, if not for the stutter it would be easy to believe she is confidently staring in the mouth of a lion, and daring him to take her head off. “I will not allow it.”

“We are checking nearby areas, roads, security feeds—everything. But there is no update yet.” “Leave.” Claudia bowed immediately and retreated without another word. Zayn stood still for a moment, then turned away. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Julius Crane is one of the eight billionaire and mafia from the group obsidian submit. it's explained in chapter 16) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

I despised my own existence and longed for death to accompany Alexander. I wept into the pillow, gentle tears streaming down my face. My clothes were torn and scattered across the floor. Luca had instructed me to remain in the room, expressing concern that I might collaborate with the other members of Alexander's pack. I found myself confined once more. I confided in Claudius about my recent struggles with my health, particularly since learning about Alexander's passing. I sought comfort and support from him during this difficult time. It was completely untrue, and I wished Claudius would start thinking rationally. I followed Luca's instructions, doing my best to stay calm despite his frustr

"Hey, how can you dare to utter such nonsense? You better have a good explanation for this or you'll face bitter consequences!" Sighing, I return to stare out the gaping hole. With gentle hands caressing around my bump and my mind hazy, I provide the answers they seek. "The Claudes are deceiving the public to believe they're a family of prestigious Hunters. Meanwhile, they dine with a Demon goddess and design those insane beings to plague attacks that will be blamed on the Vampire's so they can pine for their annihilation."

Ramsy boasted. Delta Ramsy mustered little heed to Higgins' pitiful state as the spat to the soon to-be corpse in his wake. Hunters were members of the resistance, who were mostly humans that had their only goal to be liberating their people and domineering the greater mass of carnivorous beast that desired to usurp any attempts they made to establish a system like theirs or breed enough to try. Higgins' life was dangling on a thin thread, his hands laid across the two ends of the baracade by chains anchored to his wrists and a weakened resolve from that death that just insisted on taking its time before truly drawing the life out of him.