End Of The Hunger Games Catching Fire Novels & Stories

***************** POV: DENNY: (UNCONSCIOUS STATE) “TA…” I called, chasing after my giggling little one across the wide field. “Let me catch you! “No!” “Slow down…” “Run faster, Mama!” “You are too fast…” Flames burst suddenly, racing across the field toward us. And TA who’d refused to slow down earlier…stood at a spot. “Run, TA!” I screamed. “Run!” “Mama…” “Run!” The fire caught up with me, burning me alive. But when I saw a hand scooping the frozen TA out of the fire, lowering my baby far ahead…unburnt, safe…I smiled. Relief carried me as my eyes closed, letting the fire swallow me whole.

Elder Fire and the others could not react in time and before they knew it, they were already surrounded by a mist of burning pollen. Immediately cries and the sounds of burning flesh could be heard as people fell to the ground clutching their face which was burnt by the purple fire. Chester and the others were shocked by Kendall’s dastardly actions. “Elder Fire!” cried out the disciples who were near him, as they wanted to walk up to help but the still burning purple flames stopped them dead in their tracks. Kendall immediately seized the chance and leaped up, catching the inner core of the ancient poisonous centipede on her way to freedom.

I could hear the crackling and popping of the wood as it burned, a symphony of destruction. I'm calling for Eira, but I can feel her stir within me in pain. The fire was hurting her, too. I was a vessel for her magic, and as I was consumed by the flames, so was she. This was George's plan. This was it. This is the end. There was no escape, no last-minute rescue. Just the fire, the pain, and the bitter taste of defeat.

You have got to be kidding me. That's when my patience comes to an end, my hair Flames and my eyes turn white and ashen. "Get off that bed before I light it on fire with you on it," I snarl, her eyes have grown wide, I guess me lighting on fire wasn't what she was expecting. "Now you are going to do as we say or so help me I'm going to burn that blond hair of yours to a crisp."

But even with that, warriors patrolled, in case of emergency and any strange movement especially because of the mysterious killer. They won't be caught unaware. As he continued his walk, he got to the place where several young pack members– few of which are his friends, gathered round a burning fire, drink wine and munching on late night snacks. He smiled and was heading towards them, when someone threw wood into the fire. Beta Thorne froze mid-step when a bright glow flared ahead. The fire engulfed the wood almost too quickly, flaring up for about five seconds. He froze, his breath hitched as the burning wood crackled, the flames licking the night sky. For a moment, the present vanished– re

A cruel smile tugged at my mouth. Click. The flame roared to life, catching the curtains first. Within seconds, fire raced across the living room, devouring the sofa, the dining table, the bed where I once fooled myself into believing he might have loved me. I stood outside as the blaze consumed everything, its glow painting my face in shades of red and gold. The fire wasn’t just burning wood and fabric—it was erasing a past I could never return to. “This is the end,” Lily’s voice murmured, soft and solemn, like a hymn. “Ten days left, Ann.”

The second one lunged at me, but I caught his wrist and twisted until I heard the snap of bone, then I shoved the blade back into his gut. My breathing was ragged now, and my shirt was soaked with sweat and blood. Every movement felt like it was carving deeper into me, but I refused to slow down. The minutes stretched like hours, but finally the gunfire died down. Silence crept back in, broken only by the crackle of flames as one of my men lit the gasoline they'd already spread. The fire caught quickly, climbing up the walls and consuming the stacked crates like it had been starving for years.

I scream as I channel my fire and command it to wrap around him. The fire lifts the Beta from Max and into the air. His pain-filled screams as the fire burns him are music to my ears. And the acrid odour of burning flesh surprisingly brings me joy. “Eve, release him. You are too weak. I will finish him off!” I hear Alexander call out to me. He must have killed the rabid wolves and come to us. I release the fire and feel my legs shake and wobble before I sink to my knees and crawl towards Max. I watch Alexander while I crawl, he makes quick work of killing the Beta and then runs to Max.

she whispers, her throat closing up as she begs one last time. I look at her deep blue eyes as she trembles some more, dropping the match to the floor as I grab hold of her shoulders, trapping her in place. My nose itches when I smell the scent of her wee permeates the air. “I won’t make this quick. I like hearing screams,” I whisper menacingly as the flames begin to engulf around us. The fire catches hold of both of us as her first shriek sounds. She tries to fight her way out but is unable to. The pain is already too much for her frail body to bear.