Egeria Hunger Games Mga Nobela at Kwento

much.” This woman really has no shame! Can’t she see that I am right beside Conner? Time to make myself noticed. I stepped forward and said, “Look what the cat dragged in? A stray mouse.” I then gave her a mocking smile. Margaret’s facial expression changed from an angel to a devil. “You b****!” I dramatically placed my hand over my mouth, “Oh! Was it too much? I even used mouse instead of rat thinking that it would be more subtle to use.” Margaret’s frown grew deeper and stomped her feet harder. “You! You don’t have any right to call me that! I am Margaret Laviv! Should I put you back to your place?! Know your place!” I dramatically gasp “Oh! Oh no! you’re who? Margaret Laviv? Who is that?

She made to stand, smashing the head on the ground and stepping on it without taking her eyes off Elena. “Calm down, Sheels,” said Perry who Elene would have never noticed if she hadn’t made a sound. She appeared to be fine, though her spaghetti-strapped shirt was ripped and had now laid loosely on her stomach to reveal her black brassiere. She was standing on the dick of her late enemy who had a hole on the chest, on the forehead, and on the knees. Elena simply looked down at Hera’s body whom they still haven’t noticed, thinking hard how she could prove her identity without her suffering the same fate the other warriors had been subjected to.

⸻ The Last Door shook. 🚪 ⸻ The Nameless Hunger suddenly roared. 🖤 ⸻ For the first time… It looked afraid. ⸻ Truly afraid. ⸻ Because Elian had returned. ⸻ And if Elian remembered everything… Then something even older than the Hunger would awaken. 💀 ⸻ Elian looked toward the distant darkness. His silver eyes glowing. ✨ ⸻ Then he whispered: ⸻ “The Cage is breaking.”

"You know the rules. No one touches the other tributes before the King does." The words fell from Skye's lips like a curse, and in the sudden hush I felt the truck grow ten degrees colder. The dark-haired girl shot back to her seat, eyes glinting with malice. Skye just tilted her head, a cold little smirk playing around the corners of her mouth.

Today, she was in a bad mood and insisted on watching the deathmatch, so he was here to keep her company. I screamed for Alex, begged him for help, but he was convinced I was an assassin in disguise. Because Scarlett laughed and said the game needed to be more exciting. So he pressed the button. Vicious patrol dogs hunted me. My water broke, mixing with blood on the ground. I was in agony. The game hit its climax as more dogs and gunmen closed in from all sides. Everyone was betting on who would be the next to die. Alex smiled, his voice a low, careless drawl, "I’ll bet on that filthy pregnant woman to die."

“A lie! You are making up stories to save your Rogue. Elena would never hurt this pack.” “She already did,” I shouted. I held up the paper so everyone could see. “She signed the land away! Look at the mark!” The warriors started to whisper. Some looked at Elena. Some looked at the paper. But Gilda was too angry to listen. “I don’t care about papers!” she yelled. “I care about the Rot! Take her!” She lunged forward. She swung the silver chain at Darius’s head. Darius did not move. He caught the chain with his bare hand.

Trigger warning; there is forced sex in this chapter. Eira; My knees dragged through the rough ground as I crawled to the lady - Sophia’s sister. She has been down since after what Vogar did to her. Thank Goddess that the substance he injected into my system has faded a little. I was better and could do whatever I desired.

Magic surged. No one noticed the other child watching—her small hands clenched, her face streaked with tears. Her mother died giving birth. Her father drank himself into a whisper. The Elders never came for her. Never tested her blood. She wasn’t chosen. And the land, sensing the fracture, grew *quiet* around her. --- **INT. CAVE BENEATH THE MOUNTAIN – ADOLESCENCE** Years passed. Eira wandered deeper into the old woods, where the paths forgot names and light couldn’t follow.