Cornelius Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Cornelius laughed in happiness as he squeezed Amelia’s heart and threw it on the ground. “You may have won the battle, Arthur, but you lost the war,” he said and those were the last words he said before the lycan pounced on him and tore him to pieces. After it was done with Cornelius, it turned and faced the warriors. The lycan roared in anger and this brought all the lycans to their knees as they felt the supreme lycan’s anger.

The manager stopped in front of a large gray metal door. "Unit 317." He unlocked the heavy padlock. The metal door rattled loudly as he rolled it upward. "There you go." He stepped back. "I'll leave you to it." The moment he disappeared around the corner, I switched on my flashlight and stepped inside. I stopped. The room was almost empty. Daniel walked in behind me. "That's it?" Colin frowned. "I expected more too." So had I.

⸻ The Last Door shook. 🚪 ⸻ The Nameless Hunger suddenly roared. 🖤 ⸻ For the first time… It looked afraid. ⸻ Truly afraid. ⸻ Because Elian had returned. ⸻ And if Elian remembered everything… Then something even older than the Hunger would awaken. 💀 ⸻ Elian looked toward the distant darkness. His silver eyes glowing. ✨ ⸻ Then he whispered: ⸻ “The Cage is breaking.”

he explained “ I never knew that I was a hunter until the death of my dad, so I can't help you.” I said “ You can't leave the people without a leader, we need a leader and your uncle cant lead us” am beginning to be confused and i asked “ Why can't my uncle lead you? He is the closest to my dad” they smiled “ Your dad and uncle were never close, in fact they don't agree on certain things. To crown everything, he is ruthless and wicked. If you leave us in his hands, we are going to suffer, that's why we came to look for you” The other guy spoke.

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He became angrier at Charlotte as he was deceived by her. “I will prove you wrong, Charlotte Takeda. Now, I will stop thinking of you and forget about you. My biggest regret is falling in love with you!” Cullen screamed and then the thunder struck so loudly and followed by lightning up in the sky. He closed his eyes and cried due to the pain feeling inside his heart and his anger was so intense. After a few seconds, he passed out in the middle of the road. People saw him and recognized him even though he was wearing a hospital gown. Cullen is a popular man due to his family name and being a professional gamer online. Heart is not fond of games and he just knew Cullen by his name and old baby

A few names are selected and placed in the center, but as Lazarus reads them out, one name shows up over and over again: Liliana Adare—the Legacy who isn’t a Legacy. “I think we have our choice,” I hold up Liliana’s name. “Shall we have one final vote?” Everyone closes their eyes and places their hands in the air. Thumbs up is yes, thumbs down is no. The final vote is unanimous. “It is decided. Liliana Adare will be our official target for this year’s game.”

Kael was the seventh. He was not the cruelest. That honour belonged to his sister, Vael, whose laughter could crack stone. He was not the most powerful — that was their father, the Warlord Eternal, whose name no mortal tongue had ever spoken and survived. Kael was simply the most thorough. Methodical. He came to battlefields like a physician comes to the sick — with precision, with purpose, with a complete absence of mercy. He had never bled. Had never wept. Had never lay awake in the dark reaching for something he could not name.

He knew it would happen soon, the secret order of Cornelius began to control the nearby villages and hamlets. “What is his name again, milord?” asked Sulu. “Leo the orphan of Redberg,” answered Cornelius while sipping his goblet of blood. “He does not have a noble ancestry or even a distinguished personal accomplishments. He was the perfect preference. The selection appears random.” “Nothing Cornelius does is random,” mumbled Camellana with a bitter smile. Her flowing silver hair seemed to be floating in the air. Her true visage was exposed by the dark enchantment that surrounds them. Her exquisitely horrid, decaying ancient body and her unrepentant, cunning mind were brewing a strategy, fig

It looks delicious and my mouth waters. It seems like I've not eaten in a year. I look up at Cordell. "Eat. You seem hungry," he says. "I had it prepared specially for you." Without words, I dive into my food. Cordell watches with a sick sort of humor as he leans back in his chair, sipping his wine. Suddenly, I begin to cough uncontrollably. The food has been poisoned. I should have known. As I drift into the silent darkness, I can see Cordell's triumphant look. "You…you won't win." I cough. "I-I won't… let…you."