Effie X Haymitch Novels & Stories

She smiled and said, "Let's keep everyone waiting." "No problem." Baldric Miles also laughed, leading the way up. Anne Jenner and Betha followed, Betha turned her head to look at the car, not seeing very clearly, only vaguely seeing the handsome face of the young Xu. For some reason, it aroused a feeling of fear. She quickly took two quick steps. Inside the Hummer car. Edward Mitchell leaned against the arm of the chair, the corner of his mouth licking his cigarette, neither smoking nor taking it down, the smoke hovering, a bit vaguely hanging over his lashes.

"I'm terribly sorry, Mr. Hale. I shouldn't have done that! I promise it won't happen again." Mitch kept his head bowed so low it looked like his neck was bent at a 30-degree angle. He waited several seconds for Elias to reprimand him, yet nothing came. Unable to help himself, he discreetly lifted his gaze and noticed that Elias was frozen in place behind the desk. "Did you just… say that Alice liked me?" Elias asked. Mitch was perplexed. "Did you not realize that, Mr. Hale?"

jae Hwa wondered just how Effie was able to completely child her frame away from view. "When did you notice? "Since the very moment you arrived. It Was a piece of cake to figure it out. "Are you some sort of witch " Effie stood perplexed, "I've never been caught eavesdropping before. I'm a pro at it." She added shamelessly. "Haha, you need to upgrade your skills then. I am a very observant person." Jae Hwa giggled at Effie's expression, she looked as confused as a detective who was unable to solve a case with the evidence right before him.

She’s in her thirties and is wearing a jarring and bright contrast of a suit jacket, a skirt and a turban, plus a boa-sized layering of shawls and scarves. At least 20 minutes is spent filling out the personal information sheet. Because Kate is terrified out of her wits, she goes on auto-pilot. Her brain takes over and she has an almost out-of-body experience where she watches her own self going through the motions. The head examiner says “… yadda, yadda, yadda cream of the crop yadda, yadda, yadda…” and freely associating, Kate’s hyperactive imagination takes all of them to the Reaping. The head examiner – because of her eclectic fashion sense – turns into Effie. “Happy Hunger Games! And ma

Glancing through my reveiw mirror I see it's Micah. Once the tail of my car slams into the tree, Ajay's already unconscious. Micah rushes over, saying, "Guess what? My transformation is complete. Say we test our strengths?" I glance up, and the moon is bright and full. Instantly, Micah starts morphing. Hearing a click, I turn, and Mitchell has a gun with a silencer and beam pointed at my head. I slowly lift my hands and plead, "Mitchell, it's not me. It's Micah."

Sweat trickling down my bare back, soaking my briefs. Nausea rolls in my stomach, as he hits me. He hits with so much hatred, vengeance. When he stops, I can’t stop screaming. My left leg is on fire, it’s limp. I can’t wiggle my toes. Tears fall effortlessly from my eyes. Just when he’s about to destroy my right leg, the sharp sound of sirens echo in the distance. “Shit! The cops, Mitch!” Someone shouts. Mitch cusses, glaring at me. “I’ll be back, Ezzy. And the next time…you’re dead.”

Aurora walked out of the room Elysian was in and saw Mitch standing in the balcony with a cigarette in his mouth, She slowly approached him and cleared her throat. The man turn to see the petite lady standing begin him "How are they doing?” He asked and killed the smoke of the cigarette as he turned to look at her "T-They would be okay!" She says and looks up at him "I-I am really grateful for what you did Mitch, If you didn’t come at the right time that you did, I don’t even want to think about what could have happened to us!" She says and wipes the tears that tricked down her chin

There was a long pause as Dice stared calmly at Elijah, his expression blank and emotionless, not breaking eye contact with him. "You got some powerful people on your ass," Dice remarked, crossing his arms against his chest, waiting for Elijah's reaction. "Why?" Elijah didn't budge as he stared back at Dice, not saying a word, and he didn't give anything away, nor gave any hint to Dice as to what he was feeling by those words. "The Hayes... the rat works for the Hayes family, mainly Dean Hayes." Dice paused again for another second, making sure his words were completely understood.

“Thank you. That will be all.” His tone is flat, but his eyes linger, just a fraction too long. I hold my head high as I nod and leave the room, the adrenaline coursing through me like a second heartbeat. I don’t look back. I can’t. But as the heavy doors swing shut behind me, I swear I feel Haymitch’s eyes still on me. The hallway feels too bright, too real after the intensity of the room. Meera is waiting there, perched on a bench, her tablet in hand. She looks up the moment she hears my footsteps.

He asked me but unlike the uncomfortableness I was expecting to feel from that comment, I looked at his face and felt curious. “Mr. Haymitch, can I introduce you to Beatrice and Jane? Beatrice, Jane, this is Michael Haymitch, the head of the council.” Damon said with authority and my eyes widened at that. I was standing in front of the head of the council, their so-called 'King'. I extended my hand and Mr. Haymitch took it, a twinkle appearing in his eyes and a smile formed on his face. He turned my wrist around and saw no mark. “You're a blood bag?” He asked me with furrowed brows and I cringed at that question. “No! She's with me. She's my... She's with me. They both are.” Damon answered a