Cornelius Snow Hunger Games Novels & Stories

or worse, is he dead and walking? He could not understand why the gods would want to take Jon Snow and Bannen and leave him, craven and clumsy as he was. He should have died on the Fist, where he'd pissed himself three times and lost his sword besides. And he would have died in the woods if Small Paul had not come along to carry him. I wish it was all a dream. Then I could wake up. How flne that would be, to wake back on the Fist of the First Men with all his brothers still around him, even Jon and Ghost. Or even better, to wake in Castle Black behind the Wall and go to the common room for a bowl of Three-Finger Hobb's thick cream of wheat, with a big spoon of butter melting in the middle an

The snow was coming down hard, the flakes small and sharp, more like ice droplets than the fluffy white puffs one usually thought of when considering this particular type of precipitation. But after a century or so of living in the Village, Cornelius Cane had grown immune to the cold and the various forms of solid water the clouds heaved down upon them.

"I never wanted her to sacrifice herself like this!" He picked up Janet and rushed her to the hospital, while Rose ran off, crying. "Alright, I know you don't need my help. I guess I was just being silly," Rose said with a sigh. Chester stood still for a moment, but then he suddenly dropped Janet onto the cold ground and chased after Rose. Snowflakes fell thick and fast that day. Janet could not move her legs and was left shivering in the snow. It was so cold outside that she could have frozen to death. Slowly, she felt her body turning to ice. However, she did not cry out or try to call for help.

What have I managed to do within the first hour of my first day in this school? I slowly walked in. A girl and a guy were standing there in front of Mr. Morris, facing their back to me. The guy had his arms crossed over his chest. Wait! I have seen this green t-shirt somewhere. And Blonde hair! Is he the Snow prince? Yes, he is!

Her leftovers after feeding are my meals, but one thing she doesn't know is that I prepare the meal in a big quantity and then hide the remaining after serving her. I would say that it's the reason I became overweight is because I ate with greediness due to the fact Kiah wants me to starve. I fed secretly in a way that if feeding was the only benefit I would get from my family….then so be it. I accepted that I was an orphan because our parents were searching for me…but I didn't plot the accident, and the main culprit here should be Tyrion who deceived me.

she asked, not sure what to do. "Ahhh!" When Lyca heard Adam cry out, she stopped moving and turned around to see what was going on. "Adam..." Lyca stopped and whispered as she walked up to the man. She can't say anything about what she sees in the cage. Adam is in pain because of a forced turn, and Snow is shocked as she sees Adam's bones breaking violently and the cracks opening up.

The bone shattered on impact, leaving the shoulder a mess of blood and torn flesh. The night air filled with Gregory's screams. As he teetered on the edge of consciousness, Gideon pulled out the spear and raised it again. "Please, sir, spare me!" Gregory finally broke, fear evident in his face. "Now you're afraid?" Gideon's face twisted with contempt. Fighting through the pain, Gregory begged, "Sir, we've never met before, so there must be some misunderstanding. Why are you attacking the Yovarian Guild?" "'Misunderstanding'?" Gideon's rage erupted as he drove his spear through Gregory's left leg. "I am Gideon Snow of the Snow family of Goldspire. Now, do you understand why I'm here?"

There was a metallic sheen to my sweat, obvious signs of silver poisoning. The child before me was curled up, alone on the dirty kitchen floor. A fresh bruise bloomed on my arm, the shape of a hand. Delta Hester, no doubt. But as I shivered in the muck, a shadow fell over me. Alpha Snow. His face twisted in disdain, but a flicker of something else in his eyes. He knelt. He knelt?! The Alpha of Snow Pointe knelt before an orphaned, weak omega child? I didn’t remember this.

Kendra's POV I awoke shivering under a blanket of fresh snow. I couldn't move and I knew that the snow was still falling. "You have to get up Kendra," I said out loud to myself. I tried to sit up, but the moment I tried to move my leg the pain shot through my whole body. It was so intense that I instantly felt sick to my stomach. I laid back feeling defeated and helpless. I never thought that it would end this way. It wasn't going to end this way, I thought to myself. My will to live started to take hold and I made myself slip into a crawling position. I pushed everything out of my mind except the will to live and started to slowly crawl. There was a fallen tree just a few feet in front of m

At that moment it started to snow, Rose’s favorite season. It was the first snow. Her favorite day of the year. Rosalie had always loved the snow, but her love for the season grew because the snow had led her to meet Hakeem. They would’ve been in their little cottage, celebrating their first baby together. The snow would’ve been the icing on the cake as they enjoyed each other's company. When Hakeem finally looked at her with trembling lips, unable to speak, her heart broke all over again. But, she knew she’d take the bullet all over again.