Cornelius Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Cassian and Dorian remained tense, absorbing every word. Lena took a shaky breath. “Then tell me everything.” The woman nodded. And as the truth began to unfold, Lena realized— This war wasn’t just about Selene’s hunger for power. It was about her. And the storm was only just beginning. The Weight of Destiny Lena’s breath came shallow as she stared at the woman before her. Trueborn. The word echoed in her mind, foreign yet familiar, as if it had always been buried deep within her, waiting to be unearthed.

“Seems I’m going to test your skills today. Are you better than me in handling knives and pins? I guess we'll know who the crown belongs to, today.” “She's not.” Detroit walked passed him, heading into the damaged warehouse. “Don't you love games? We've played yours. Now, let's play mine.” Cornell was taken aback for a moment, then a boisterous laughter ripped through his lips. “I love this. I should have known the one earlier wasn't you.” He continued as he was spun around and taken inside the warehouse. “You're indeed a worthy opponent. It's only unfortunate that we're on opposite sides.”

Ariana looked at Cornell, then smiled sadly at the man. “I'm sorry I couldn't come sooner than this. You must have been in a lot of pain, right?” Cornell's body felt like it was electrocuted when he saw the sad look reflected in Ariana's eyes. Cornell didn't understand. After his tribe was destroyed by the unfair intertribal war, no one else was ever saddened by his condition. Even Cornell, himself, was no longer sad about his condition. But, a strange girl came and looked at Cornell as if she had known Cornell for a long time. Cornell's heart was filled with confusion, as he involuntarily loosened his stranglehold immediately.

he hissed. I shook my head in disapproval. "Let me go, you bastard!" I cried. Meanwhile I was struggling beneath him. I was twisting and fighting. But, again, it was useless. He was too strong. The metal of the chains clicked shut around my left wrist and then my right. Panic flooded my system. "Stop!" I tried to pull against the chains. Nothing worked. Tears began to burn my eyes. "Let me go!" He came closer. I was quick to drive my left knee right up into his ribs as hard as I could.

The auditorium was stuck in horrified stillness for several suspended moments as the words seemed to reverberate through the stagnant air like lingering shrapnel. Then, as if a flare had gone off, the room erupted in a deafening swell of heated discourse, with conversations exploding in a frenzied jostle to analyze the consequences, dispute the merciless protocols, and just absorb the grandeur of what had just occurred. "Can you fucking _believe_ this outdated initiation ritual bullshit they're putting us through?" Mia hissed beside Lila, clearly disgusted. "It's like something out of goddamn the nation of Pane - pitting all the districts against each other in some sick, contrived Hunger Gam

“The forest has chosen who will remain.” As if on cue, the gates behind him creak open. The wind carries something heavy, dragging, and the scent of earth and death rolls through the courtyard. Corran’s body slides into view, carried by vines that move like hands. His eyes are closed now. Moss has grown over the wound at his throat. The vines set him gently on the stone, then retreat back into the ground. Renna sobs once, softly. No one else speaks. “The first trial is done,” the Herald continues. “You have proven your worth. In two days’ time, the next Game will begin. Rest while you may.”

I could see the fire in his eyes, feel his anger coursing through his veins. He attempted to sit up and adjusted our position just enough for me to land my knee straight to his genitals. His thoughts were complete agony laced with fury. My death was the only thing on his mind and then pain, sheer and utter pain at the loss of his brother. Crippling pain even, enough that the knee to his nuts, while didn’t really hurt him, startled him enough causing him to let my hair go, which gave me just enough time to roll backwards and off of him.

She said calmly. He slightly nodded, “I would see you tonight.” He gently said, and rode off. At night, the people of Guhu, were celebrating their feast, Cornell stood at the entrance of the gate, as he stared at the huge gate outside. The armies of Guhu, who were positioned outside, saw Cornell, and approached him. “What brings you here, young man?” One of the armies asked. He gazed at the army without a word, he recognized the army, he was one of the armies that destroyed the kingdom of Barak. Prince Cornell fumed inside of him, by the sight of the army. He closed his eyes, to cool himself off.

Kate added, "because she was told to help cook dinner for the feast." "Well, we all were, because we're omegas and that's how it's done in Ellisvale," Izzy added helpfully. "We were in the kitchen and we happened to be making corn for dinner that night. It was lucky really. Susanna had first drawn a face on the husk, then she fashioned a mock crown out of the leaves and placed that on his head, too. She made it obvious it was the Alpha, then she shot the husk through with an arrow. The corn somehow got mixed in with the dinner corn and it somehow got put on the Alpha's plate and he somehow got served a corn husk dressed up like himself with an arrow through his head." Kate smirked, she knew