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A baby born screaming, born old, born gone. Balance. Seven impossible things fed at once. Storm. Fire. Earth. Hunger. Null. Containment. Me. The root that holds. The land paid to make us. Now we pay to keep it. “It wants a harvest,” I say. Tastes like blood. “Seven lives. One for each vessel. Or it takes from Duskbane. From the pack. Years off everyone. Pups born wrong.” Quiet. Then Moira laughs. “Oh. That’s all?” She stands. Stretches. The collar doesn’t matter. “Take me. I’m Hunger. I know empty.”

My stomach grumbled. So maybe they didn't plan on killing me. Why feed me to only kill me in the end? It would be a waste of money, if you'd asked me. They had to have bought the food, or the ingredients used to prepare it. Hands worked marvelously to prepare such a delicacy. However, I knew it was only my hunger talking. And I wasn't myself when I was hungry. My stomach rumbled... How long would I survive this hunger? This dilemma I'm in? I'd never experienced this before. Now, I realized how it felt to be starved, like all the children in those areas in the world. All the kids who have no idea where their next meal will come from.

A song of survival. She closed her eyes, letting the music drown out the growling in her stomach. Hunger was familiar now. An old friend. Some nights, she got by with nothing but a cup of water. Other nights, if she was lucky, she’d take home leftovers from the café where she worked. But today wasn’t one of those lucky nights.

Riley I dragged my tongue across my cracked, dry lips, the metallic taste of blood lingering there as I watched him—this human who held me captive in this damn basement. I still didn’t know his name, and I couldn’t decide if he was keeping that detail from me to protect himself…or to keep me guessing. But I knew one thing for certain: I was hungry. Starving, really, and my stomach growled loud enough that even he noticed. “I’m hungry,” I snapped, watching his gaze narrow, sharpening like he could see right through me.

Pulling out a pile, he placed it on the counter and opened the heated tray. He took a piece of bacon, folded it in half and put it in his mouth, closing his eyes as he chewed. When he realized that the fight was over, he opened his eyes and saw that everyone was looking at him. "What?" She asked as she started picking up scrambled eggs, bacon, sausage and pancakes. "I am hungry." With his plate and cup of coffee, he made a beeline for the dining room as Alyssa sang that the game was over. started because of the starving pregnant woman.

THEY ARE TIRED. Ava's stomach dropped as a cold sweat broke across her skin. The Hunger wasn't attacking cities with cosmic fire. It wasn't shattering tectonic plates or obliterating planets. It was doing something far more insidious, far more lethal to the fabric of existence. It was offering relief. And that was infinitely more dangerous than any weapon of mass destruction.

Memories of last night flood my mind, bringing a blush to my cheeks as I make my way to the bathroom. The hot shower soothes my aching muscles but does little to ease the ache in my heart. After dressing, I head downstairs, my stomach grumbling. I’d missed breakfast, so I decide to make myself some grilled cheese - the only thing I know how to cook without burning the house down. Before starting, I stop by Aurora’s room to check on her, but she’s not there. I send her a quick text, hoping she’s doing alright after last night’s revelations. My heart clenches at the thought of what she’s going through.

the moment I said that everybody had looked at me with a horrified expression on their faces and then they told me that I didn't want that not in the slightest I was confused why they would react like that wouldn't they wants to stop eating the unsubstance as well and it's something that was actually delectable and probably healthier? What was when the inmate that have stayed in this rat hole the longest told me that's the only people that were solved food like that where people that were fighting and playing the rogue King's game, so basically it was like a meal before death and one could only get it after going far enough in the games meaning that the person was practically eating of the b

<<30>> * Keep on believing! It'll be alright! * **** * Happy 30 chapters, guys! * ---- Author's POV --- " The food was not that bad though. " A girl named Katherine commented when they had finished eating. " I guess... " " I can't help but wonder what will happen to us. " Liliana reasoned frightfully. " Do you usually follow up with the news of the fates of the previous girls that were kidnapped. " " No... I don't. "

The Rift’s hunger swallowed everything. And then— Darkness.