Finnick Hunger Games Actor Novels & Stories

Finn pulls me to the soft couch so I sit in shock and let my head flop at this Finn guy who looks exactly like Killian only a thuggish type He must know I work for Killian "No" I breath out and Finn sits his buff arms spread apart on the couch to look directly at me "I don't work for Killian anymore" I state dryly Finn smirks "Does he know you came here?" He pulls a beer from a chilled bucket so I quickly drink as much as possible because alcohol might give me some confidence before the hot rich dude gives me a face full of rejection. Finn sits next to me staring silently and the music outside is muffled until he suddenly reaches under the low wooden coffee table between us.

Even Josh and Bennet only have basic info. “Gunner! How are you?!” I run up and hug Rory’s beta. “Good, Greta. Who’s this?” He holds me next to him as he notices Finn. “You’re more worried about me than asking how she’s doing in return. Some friend. The name’s Finn. Alpha Ryker assigned me as her back up for this mission.” Finn holds out his hand. Gunner stares at it for a second, then looks at me for confirmation. “He’s one of our newest warriors. This is mission one, with us, but he’s been at this for a while. Alpha Ryker thinks he can provide some insight into these rogues.”

The male lead was Finn Jone, an excellent actor who had won numerous accolades, and the female lead was Leia Coleman. They looked younger than her, yet their eyes exposed their maturity. They may not be old, but their eyes resembled seasoned performers with a lot to tell and were full of hope. It was not a feeling Stella could put into words.

Zoe Holy shit is the man different to the boy. The Greyson Elliot I remember was scrawny and shy. He didn't speak, he muttered. We all thought he was dumb, he never spoke, never answered questions in class and despite his nickname, he was always clean. The clothes he wore were second hand and a bit tattered, but they were always clean. The man? Well, the man is an asshole. A fuckable asshole but an asshole none the less.

Seeing this, Finn's mind went blank, overwhelmed by the display of strength. Crash! The marble windowsill crumbled into powder, falling to the ground. Finn gasped, his eyes filled with fear. Kim Jong-tae's face remained calm as he looked at Finn, saying, "I may disdain small people like you, but I don't want to waste time either." His gaze first fell on Finn's wife, Maxine Daines, on the bed, implying that he would kill her if Kiran didn't come. Finn was furious and shouted, "Go back and tell Park Sung-nam that I no longer care about life and death. Kill me if you want!"

“Light up a cigarette for me.” Jonas glanced at the untouched spread on the table, already knowing his boss wasn’t going to eat a single bite. He nodded obediently and immediately sparked a silver lighter, lighting the cigarette and handing it over. Finnick took the cigarette between his fingers and took a deep smoke, letting the nicotine absorb into his lungs before exhaling a thin trail of gray smoke from his nose and lips. “So,” Finnick murmured, his tone smooth as velvet. “Anything pressing I need to know?”

His teeth were bared, just a fraction. "My mistake," Adrian said, raising his hands in mock surrender. "If the pack changes, get my number from Reyes." "Yeah. Get out," Finn muttered. He didn't look away until Adrian vanished into the crowd. Finn’s shoulders remained tight, his spine a rigid line of aggression. "You want to date that hack?" "No." Finn’s posture slumped, just an inch. "Good. He’s a bottom-feeder." "I gathered." "Worse than an arrogant star?"

She doesn't ask the question to anyone in particular, but she knows there is only one of the three who will actually answer her. Finn, wearing a dark shirt, kept pace at her side, and he seemed to be the least intimidating of their little bunch. Ethan had a fiery anger that rolled off him even in his quietness. Finn was an image of innocence, even with the childish silence to match. His dark hair was so dark, he looked like the darker version of Jack Frost come to life. Vergel’s hair looked fiery red.

I thought Lycidas was a great actor, but what he's done in those award-winning films couldn't compare with what Finn's doing right now. "Isn't this what we want?" Lucian sighed. "Leah finally found someone whom she's really in love with and he loves her back." "So why are you bitching about it?" I asked. "I guess I just don't expect this day to come so soon," Lucian mumbled and walked off. I was about to follow him when Finn saw me. I gave him a dark look, and he immediately looked scared, holding Leah tightly in his arms. Nah. Finn isn't in love with Leah. Not yet. He was just faking it because he's afraid of me killing his so-called pimp brother.

CASSANDRA I was a little taken aback by Finnick’s serious request. His face appeared timid, yet his tone was solemn, much more solemn than a child’s should have been. As I studied his expression, I felt ashamed of myself for borderline neglecting my son these days. I’d been so immersed in this undercover business that I didn’t have much time to talk with Finnick, aside from our daily goodnight kiss. When I shifted my gaze, I realized I’d left Helene’s map on the table not too far away.