Delly Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Kimmelly gasped, stumbling back. But Delilah was done listening. She lunged again—this time, there was no mercy. Her fangs tore into Kimmelly’s shoulder, drawing a sharp cry from her lips. Kimmelly fought, but Delilah was stronger. Faster. More ruthless. The dagger appeared in Delilah’s hand like magic. One quick motion. The blade plunged into Kimmelly’s heart. A choked sob escaped her lips. Her body jerked, then went still. Delilah yanked the dagger free, her face impassive as blood stained the snow.

Although Delia had been trying to crack the seal code set by her father, his level was too high for her, after all. Otherwise, Delia would never have been attacked by the Venom Guild and ended up in such a miserable state. Delia explored the things in the small space of less than one square meter. She had exhausted the dry rations and various treasures she carried with her. Only the sword was left in the lonely space. Delia sighed at her poverty and walked down the mountain. No matter what, there must be food at the foot of the mountain. Even if she could not catch pheasants and rabbits, she could find a young man and ask for some food by relying on her beauty.

Delilah looked at them sadly. 'He may make her his queen since she loves him and she is a high ranked she-wolf, a gamma who will be ready to go to any war with him.' Delilah thought she did not need to think about Everett anymore because he was no one to her. Simon told Delilah to go to the other side. Delilah stood up and walked with Simon. "Hey! Simon." A girl stopped Simon. Simon raised his brows. "Hey, Helena. How are you?"

Once I’ve completed this year, I can get far away from him and this silly mate rubbish. After I showered and caught up with Kels and Jax, I decided to take a walk around the packhouse. As I was walking down the stony path, I heard a voice that made me stop in my tracks. "So you're the one who is mated to Hughy." I turned around to see a red-haired girl glaring at me from across the path. "What's it to you?" I frowned, irritated that she had to poke her nose in when she didn't know me. "Well, that should be my place." She turned her nose up at me in disgust, and I wanted to rip her scrawny body apart. She didn't look like she could match up to my abilities, so it would be quite easy to squish

It was an old neighborhood group chat that I’d forgotten to exit. Delilah's message popped up: [I'm freezing to death here! What the hell is this weather?! Are the property managers all dead?! The villa’s like an icebox! Whoever brings me a down jacket, I’ll pay you $10,000!] I looked at the message, then took off my outerwear, leaving only a short-sleeved shirt. Standing in front of the pile of newly unpacked down jackets, I snapped a photo of myself eating meat, with the stack of winter gear clearly visible behind me.

I glanced at the patient’s wrist tag and noted her name was Bianca Dane. At my confirmation, Bianca’s cheeks flushed with excitement. “Where is my husband? He should be here by now! I’m telling you, he’s very rich. He’s almost forty and still hasn’t had any children. He’s going to be over the moon!” The more she spoke, the heavier my heart felt. No sooner had the delivery room door opened than Liam Stretton rushed in, still out of breath from the trip. “Doctor, where is Bianca Dane?”

“Mr. Sinclair , I advise to say nothing but the truth. Trevor cursed inwardly "She's Rachel Fae.. My ex wife" “Good, now are you aware that she would be married into the Blackwood family?” Trevor eyes widened in surprise. “That bitch divorced me and now she's plans on marrying some rich guy, that gold digger.” he spat out with disgust. “Haha, gold diggers please. That woman is nothing less than a child playing love…” the woman mocked. She stood up and walked up to the light. Her confident figure stood proud and tall. “If there’s any gold digger, it’s us, Mr. Sinclair.. Deliah Dennis ” she smirked.

When she saw me approach, she only eyed me long enough to see what I'd scored, before returning to a book she must have snuck into one of the baskets from earlier. The Hunger Games. I knew the premise enough to know it was part of an extensive challenge between morals and survival that seemed to have her immersed enough to focus exclusively on the writing beneath her gaze. But while I began to skin and prepare dinner, I realized she was using it as a distraction as she didn't do as much as flip a page. She was simply debating breaking our silence or remaining obstinate.

She called these people with super abilities Clan of Heightened Vision, Heightened Tactility, Heightened Auditory Senses, Heightened Olfactory Senses, and Heightened Gustatory Senses. "Have you ever visited the newly built food hub near the university with your friends?" Luna was interrupted from reading when he felt Bodie's fork poking her fork with his. "What?" She said in a daze. She had not been listening to Bodie's stories. "You did not listen to a word I said, didn't you?" Bodie sassed. He was almost done eating while Luna still had a lot on her bowl. "Sorry." "What's in that book that you're all rapt up?" Bodie asked with his brows furrowed with peeve.

I demanded angrily. "I just had to do it. Besides, what's it to you? I'm only doing this so I can get to know more rich men. All of this is so my Prince Charming could find me soon," she replied, her words nearly causing my mind to explode due to sheer absurdity. I was trembling with fury. Honestly, I couldn't understand how a person like her had actually passed the SAT.