Romans & histoires Cornelius Snow Hunger Games

If only I didn't try to eat when I was hungry and I wasn't a freak and if only people liked me, this wouldn't happen. Snow's bloodied head was on the plate with blood staining her white fur with her dead eyes staring at me and the other plate was filled with her body parts. She killed and cooked snow. I caused this, it's all my fault. "Eat." She laughed moving her hand to wipe the tears that ran down my cheeks, "You love meat don't you? Eat!"

“Playing games with me now?” Snow didn’t respond. She picked up a second glass and poured it slowly down his neck, letting the wine trail across his chest, stomach, and lower—stopping just at the edge of his waistline. Then came the ice. Ray jolted violently. The sudden blast of cold hit there, the sting so sharp he gasped. Snow tilted her head in mock sympathy. “What you really need right now is a woman, right?” She smiled. “But I wouldn’t do that with a dog.”

‘WE CAN’T JUST ABANDON HIM! As my panic hits an all-time high, a loud roar fills the air, and the ground beneath us violently shakes, threatening to throw us from our shelter. ‘Get down!’ Cyrus hisses, using his body to lock me between the rock we are hiding behind and himself just as the wall of snow comes crashing around us. ‘Hang on!’ Gritting my teeth, I watch helplessly as the snow continues to crash around us, burying everything in its path as it does. I don’t know how much time passes before the plumes of snow rushing past us finally begin to slow and then stop altogether, but I don’t care. Each minute that passes is a minute that Fineon is alone and possibly severely hurt.

engers something than let them find her hidden stash of food. Now with a full belly for the first time in so long she could not remember the last time she had felt so replete she trotted off to find her cave for some much-needed sleep to regain her strength and the energy she had lost stalking her food source. When she woke up something called her back to the site of the kill, and she stood in the shelter of the trees looking at the remains and wondering what had brought her back. A low moan barely discernible in the freezing howling wind caught her attention, she pricked up her ears and turned her head searching for its source ano

“Or if you want, or whoever wanted to talk to her, why don’t you tell him to come here instead.” “Your name, sir?” “Colt Snow.” He extended his hand, but I ignored it. “Mr. Snow, we’ve been looking for Ms. Clayton for a long time. If you just radioed us, we would definitely send a team to escort her here.” “What’s this all about?” Dr. Hull also walked in to join the conversation. “Dr. Warren will explain everything. You must be all exhausted from a long trip. So, shall we?” He gestured us to the opened gate.

She looked confused, so I spelled it out for her, "Humans know how to put on an act, and sometimes they're even better at being beasts than the beasts themselves." After I went inside, Nancy did not leave. She stood frozen, like a puppet without a soul, her face as white as the snow around us. Our eyes met through the glass, and it was like I was back on New Year's Eve. I was shivering in the cold snow, and she was cozy inside a warm room, looking down at me with a mix of scorn and pity. I ignored the pain in her eyes and quickly closed the curtains. I could not look at her anymore.

Lisa Jones had never expected how badly her long-distance relationship would go, when James Sachs loved her more than anyone else. As the chief of a hospital, he was a very busy man, but he had flown abroad countless times and clocking over 10,000 hours in travel for her. They could only meet briefly each time. She still remembered in that early winter, he had held her in the snow, saying that he found it all worth it. She received numerous gifts from him, ranging from thousand-word love letters to million-dollar necklaces bought from auctions. If it were just to make her smile, he would pluck the stars from the sky. That love that seeped into their very essence hadn't changed for thre

This corridor seemed to be infinite, and I could not see the light anywhere; it was as if the darkness wanted to consume me immediately. As I was about to give up, a light blinded me completely, and I realized that Snow was standing at the end, as if she was waiting for me, and that made me frown, until I realized that a rogue of the ones who had attacked me was ready to plunge a silver dagger into her back. I screamed to alert her, but it was too late, and I only saw her fall as a large bloodstain formed on her dress. The rogue sneered and started running to kill me.

"Aurelio!!!!!!!!" ****2 DAYS LATER**** It's been two days since the incident happened. Snow was yet to regain consciousness. The whole clan was so silent as sadness watched over everyone. Sin has refused to eat any food, neither has he stepped out of his room, same with Godfather Marcelo. Mykel was currently sitting by Snow's side in the clan's hospital. "Aurelio!!" Snow screamed as she sat up, sweat dripping down her forehead. "Snow, are you okay," Mykel rushed to her and put on her glasses.

I had never met a man before who could give me pleasure so intensely, so inhumanely. ​After it was all over, we lay in each other’s arms for a while. The stormy wind outside had calmed down. But when I returned to my apartment by taxi, the trace of excitement faded, and a strange melancholy consumed me. ​As soon as I returned home and closed the door, a piece of white fur rushed to my feet. 'Snow'. My only love, my pampered blue-eyed cat. ​I picked him up. Burying my face in his soft fur, I let out a long sigh. "Mommy had a very big day today, Snow... and she made some serious wrong decisions today," I murmured in a tired voice.