Fanfic Hunger Games Novels & Stories

I tried to compare those ice-blue eyes to Stefano's sea-blue eyes, but nothing there was the same, the voracity of those eyes drew me straight into a dangerous wasp's nest the closeness of danger and explicit desire in every part of the huge body exuding torrid promises it made me want to have new experiences and actually having a life couldn't be realized until the plans work out. I huffed walking to the fridge without feeling any effect from the drink, I even need to check if I still have any liver after my late husband's parties. If he didn't sell an organ somewhere, I don't even doubt that he removed one of my kidneys to cook and made me eat beside him. — Anyone who makes you come thinki

It was a good thing that he wiped the crimson ink that tainted his lips before he went out. “Hunger.” With one word from Maleficent, a whiplash of wind wracked the room before a wall-like shadow portal started to open up. And the next thing she knew, Hunger’s blinking glowing green eye was peeking at her through the widening shadow portal which was connected to her domain. Maleficent did not turn her head as she continued applying her blood red lipstick. “Bring me the girl.” Hunger snorted from her blatant demand. With one blink, Hunger’s eye vanished from the shadow portal followed by Levi’s voice.

She was dripping down his balls, trembling on the edge of coming, with her brother just steps away. Alex opened the fridge. The light spilled into the living room, almost reaching them. Ethan’s cock throbbed inside her. He smiled darkly against her neck and slowly rocked his hips once… twice… pushing just a little deeper. Lila’s mouth opened in a silent gasp. Would Alex turn around? Would he see his little sister impaled on his best friend’s thick cock? The fridge door started to close. To be continued…

I wish I could awaken the Elder and kill him all over again but I had to seek comfort in knowing that he wouldn’t be getting an honorable funeral- he would be thrown into the woods where scavengers and worms would feast on his decomposing flesh. “Hey, come with me,” Darian took my hand and led me back to the house. The field felt like quicksand and my body was exhausted. The smell of blood and decay was turning my insides into a war zone but I was also starving. This pregnancy thing was a bitch and it had only just started. Darian led us around the stairs and into his office. The door closed and my stomach growled but the thought of eating was mute for the moment. Darian turned and flicked h

Her stomach rumbled every three steps, enlightening her of the hunger that plagued her. Sighing, she stepped down the last stair and turned in the direction of the kitchen. She was hungry and yet the the only thing she craved right now was Nutella. That wouldn't satisfy her hunger even if she tried to feed on all six jars in the fridge. Maybe she was getting too obsessed with it for her own good. But it was understandable since she didn't even know that such delicacies existed before she came here. Having Damon as a mate was definitely working in her favour...now.

The way he called my name in such a fatherly manner made my heart feel warm. I missed my father, the thoughts of his horrifying death came rushing to me as I shook it away by thinking of the supreme females and how they laughed on our journey here. Moon Goddess, have mercy on them. ~. JANNAH.~ As we stepped through the portal into the lush and mysterious wilderness of the Hunger Games arena, a sense of uncertainty hung in the air. The landscape stretched out before us, vibrant and teeming with life, but also filled with hidden perils.

He spits on the ground after cursing me, and what can I expect from a man born into fear and relentless war? "I, Willow Celeste Panchak, resident and captive of the Grim Fang pack, reject you, Elbrus, as my fated mate." I could feel the pain as soon as I opened my mouth to speak, and it only got worse as I forced the words out. Athena was raging, anguished, but she didn't try to force control. She knew we would survive without our mate, we were stronger than any man.

It was still fresh. I shut my eyes hearing the moans and grunts all over again. The passion, lust and longing. Fuvk. It enveloped me all over and I could feel my thighs hot. “Fuvk. Lia you are whore.” I swallowed. Look at me getting hot again. The lycans were yet to accept me and I was falling deeper in. Oh Lia, you are so crazy. “You are awake. I got us something to eat and some clothes.” “I'm not hungry,” I had barely finished when my stomach grumbled otherwise.

My hunger overpowered my hesitation, and I reached for a piece of bread. Fiona continued talking as if this were a pleasant morning meal among friends. “You see,” she said, her voice light. “We told you we hadn’t hurt her.” Kieran leaned back in his chair. “I didn’t doubt you for a moment,” he said. His tone was casual, but his eyes flickered to me for a second, unreadable. I wasn't focused on their words. I had been starving for days and wanted to enjoy the meal before the bad news came along.

I knew today would be a long one between the lack of sleep, and the ever present hunger. Getting to school wasn’t the problem. The problem came in navigating the hallways to my locker, and classroom without running into Fiona or her gaggle of friends. Over the years Fiona has amassed a group of girls who thrived on making my already difficult life even more miserable. Thankfully I managed to make it to my locker without incident. As I was quietly unloading my back pack, I happened to over hear the excited chatter of Fiona, and her friends not far from me. “He’ll be home soon. I can’t wait. I just know that he’s my mate. I’ll be Luna, and I’ll have the hottest Alpha in the world.” Fiona gushe