Finnick Hunger Games Actor Novels & Stories

The Alpha smiled as he stood up from his seat walking slowly towards me. "I..." I shuttered not knowing what to say seeing the Alpha walk towards me. "Evelyn, no need to bother about formalities, just call me Ethan." The Alpha smiled immediately when he got to me. "I...." I shuttered feeling rather confused wondering why the Alpha was acting rather strangely. Did he fall in love with me at first sight or what the hell was happening?

Their midriffs were bare, their waists gliding like water. The crowd cheered. I looked toward the entrance, pretending to focus on the performance. Anything to distract myself from Rowan’s stare. “They’re not here to entertain me either,” Rowan murmured, his breath brushing against my ear. “And yet I couldn’t concentrate while you sit here, looking like that.” His fingers brushed my cheek, making me flinch. I turned away and that’s when I saw him. Finnian. He stood not far from the tent, dressed in his warrior armor, his eyes scanning the crowd. Our eyes met for a second that felt like forever. My heart twisted, and I quickly looked away.

POV Finn After I pulled into the garage and took off my helmet, all I could do is stare at Layla for a moment. Her black tank top with her coveralls. Her hair covered in a handkerchief and grease streaked on her face. She was a goddess and I couldn't speak for a minute. She looked right back at me and bit her lip. I knew then that I was a goner. "What are you doing here, Finn?" Gunner asked me in an icy voice.

I said before I posed for another photo with a fierce facial expression. "Oh, here they are." Finn uttered as he began to take his camera off from his neck. I quickly laid my hands while Finn put the strap of the camera on my wrist and then adjusted his suit and went to a middle aged man and woman, which as usual also seem to belong to high society based on their clothing and many body cards surrounding them. I am getting used to it because it seems that this Finnley is an expensive lawyer and cannot be afforded by anyone. I heard that he is studying now for his exams where he will know if he will be qualified to be the Madrigal's attorney just like his father, or not.

like her sister can somehow hear her through the phone. The other three hostages in the room look horrified. Hunter’s jaw is clenched so tight I can see the muscle jumping. Soraya has tears streaming down her face. But it’s Finn who really catches my attention—he looks like he’s about to be sick. Why is he even there? “What is this, Mateo?” I ask, forcing my voice to stay level. “Are you forming a basement secret society with people I know?” “Not exactly. Let’s cut to the chase while they try to save your girlfriend’s sister’s life, shall we?”

Sheriff Black lay at my feet, his body covered in blood. With a heavy heart, I covered my mouth to muffle the scream that threatened to escape as I once again found myself on the cold ground. My hands shook as I crawled toward his lifeless body, desperately trying to wake him with a gentle shake. But as I searched for a pulse, my heart sank with the realization that he was truly gone. His eyes remained open, as though he was caught off guard, yet they stared into nothingness. With tears streaming down my face, I tenderly closed them and clung to his still form, allowing myself to cry softly.

Those blue eyes, usually so controlled, were burning with a hunger that made my breath catch. "You want to watch?" Luke asked, his voice a low rumble that vibrated through my core. "I want to do more than watch," I said. The corner of Luke's mouth curved. Not a smile exactly. Something darker. A promise. Finn turned to face me fully, his back against Luke's chest. Luke's arms wrapped around him from behind, his mouth finding the side of Finn's neck. Finn's eyes never left mine as Luke's teeth scraped his skin. "Come here then," Finn breathed.

Maybe the man was actually Finn. That’s right. It had to be him. Ever since Ivy lost her sight, Finn had been the only other person who stayed by her side besides Hunter himself. Satisfied with his conclusion, he hurled the remaining liquid in the tumbler down his throat, grunting as it burned its way down. Just then, his phone rang, and he answered it immediately. “Hello?” “Am I speaking with Mr. Hunter Morgan?” “Yes. This is Hunter. Who’s calling?”

I guess I was still scared. He swallowed hard, a shaky breath escaping after my reaction. The look on his face was something I'd never seen before. Vulnerability, regret, maybe even pleading, all swirling together in his glossy brown eyes. But I wasn't fooled. This was another act, another game he was playing with me. Finn shook his head, his gaze shiny with something unexpected. "Cheryl, I kill people. I've done unspeakable things, but I've never forced anyone." His voice cracked, and I stared soullessly at him, my tear-streaked face betraying no emotion.

“But I was overthrown by my own twin brother, Fintan. He poisoned me and left me for dead in the woods. That’s how Adrian’s men found me, and how I ended up under your care. I’m no longer an Alpha in the eyes of my pack, but I will get my revenge. I’m going to take back what belongs to me.” I look at him, feeling overwhelmed. “But how do you even plan to do that?” Finn steps forward and stares at me with an intensity that makes my skin tingle. Finley is good looking in a different way. He has brown/red hair that covers his forehead, he’s tall and muscly, his face is hard and his crooked nose just adds to the touch of danger he possesses. He stretches his hand out toward me. After a second of