Fanfic Hunger Games Novels & Stories

HIGH SCHOOL REVENGE BY HEARTCODE CHAPTER 7: FOOD FIGHT *Tiana POV* Why the hell is he staring at me like that? I thought as he looked at me. Everyone turned to look like me like I was some specimen that they were dissecting. Great, just great. Now I feel naked. I took my juice box and sipped from it, and it was already empty and that was the only sound that was being made. Aidan gave me a look that I had no idea what it was, but it seemed to mean something. God having all eyes on me, was such a bad thing, I mean I haven’t killed anybody yet, I decided to stare back at him, Romeo. He started the whole stare thing and there was no way in hell that I was going to back down. Immediately I looked

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.

At our class reunion, my so-called best friend, Shannon Drew, pulled out a box stuffed with folded notes. A line was taped across the top— [Draw one of Mia Martinez's hopeless-romantic quotes.] The room burst out laughing. Someone pulled a love letter I'd written to Damien Byford senior year. "Damien smiled at me today. I want to give him all my tomorrows, too." Someone else grabbed one from college. "It's okay if he doesn't text back. He'll think of me when he's not busy." Damien had never replied to a single letter. I'd always figured he'd tossed them years ago. Then Shannon drew letter No. 99. Leaning against Damien, she laughed as she read, "If you ever decide you don't want m

[The Hunger of 7.0] The screaming in my head had finally stopped, replaced by a cold, hollow hunger that didn’t belong to my stomach. It was a vibration in my marrow, a demand for something physical, something solid. For the first time since the mountain, the Heir wasn’t just a voice—it was a parasite looking for a door. ~~~

19–25 minutes -LUCIFER- Although last night at the club could have went better, the night ended on a fantastic note. I finally got to live out the fantasy I’ve had since I first laid eyes on Anna that night in the diner...where she f****d my face until she couldn’t scream anymore. It...was...glorious! I may have worn her out but she’ll get used to my s****l appetite. I can’t help being a glutton for her...she tastes absolutely divine. She is my sweet addiction...one that I will enjoy for the rest of eternity.

The taste was almost fading, but the memory was so fresh. "I am not cold anymore... but-" I moaned as I ran my fingers along his stubble, feeling the scratchiness along my heated finger. "But?" he groaned out, his hands still at his side.His dark eyes met mine as his intoxicating scent wrapped around my now burning skin. "I am hungry." "Do you want me to grab the food-" Is he dumb or just pretending to be dumb? I shook my head as I traced my finger along the waistband before I pulled the elastic of his pants and let it go. It snapped against his skin and he hissed. "Food can't help me with my hunger." ----

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES. "HUNGER UNLEASHED" "GARY'S POV" -------- For months, Elena Harper had been starving.

Kael grabbed the wall beside him sharply. The Hunger laughed softly. “Beautiful.” Rage exploded through me instantly. “SHUT UP!” Silver light detonated through the chamber. The Hunger absorbed part of it instantly. The cracks spreading across its dark body glowed brighter. No. It was feeding again. (The First Heir’s POV) It’s too late. The fracture already reached emotional dependency. The deeper the love— the stronger the feeding becomes. Just like before. Always like before. (Aria’s POV) I looked toward the First Heir desperately.

-Katherine- My entire body is on fire, but I find myself unable to move or call out. My mouth hurts, and my gums feel like I’ve chewed on too much Doritos and got shards stuck in them. With heavy eyelids, I drift off to sleep, but a few hours later something claws at my stomach and I wake up. Hunger - soul-splitting hunger. “What the fuck are you doing, little lamb?” Gabriel’s voice interrupts my chewing and I peer up at him while chewing at the leftover pizza in the fridge. I’ve had six slices, but nothing is stopping this fucking feeling.

This wasn't the first time I was witnessing such cruel betrayals from my own blood. But I was taking it all because of one person, the one person I couldn't disappoint ever, and that was Dante Thorne. Fantine pressed her lips firmer against his and held her hand out to the Alpha heir, leading him into a deeper embrace which made me sick. He in turn took her jaw, leading her into a trance which was now clamouring with my silent footsteps. The young man stared down at her for a few seconds, he said no words, but only the intensity in his gaze made my smaller sister shrink and swallow hard.