Finnick Hunger Games Actor Novels & Stories

"I said hot. You said crush. Fascinating." "Drop it." Objectively, I can’t deny that Noah Hunter is hot. Raven black hair, jade green eyes, long inky lashes, every muscle perfectly defined. He’s not bad if you’re into that kind of thing. Pity he’s such a dick. Finn’s smiling into his beer in a way that makes it clear he’s not dropping the subject for long. I change the subject before he thinks of more bullshit to torture me with. "You said you'd ask around about the people going missing out of town. What'd you turn up?"

“So the bastard finally decided to stop playing mind games and start acting.” Ethan nodded. “Looks like it.” I rolled my shoulders, tension coiling in my muscles. “Do we have proof?” “We’re working on it,” Ethan said. “But if he’s really trying to mess with our financials, we’re going to need to act fast before it spreads.” I exhaled through my nose, my hands curling into fists. Giovanni was testing me. He had already made it clear that he didn’t want me near his daughter. That much had been obvious from the moment he stormed into my territory, threatening my life if I so much as breathed in Lysandra’s direction.

Finn was resting on the rear of his car, he wore black jeans, white shirt and a black leather jacket, white kicks to match. I pursed my lips into a straight line, as I neared him. “Hi, you look great.” He smiled and took my hand. “You look even better.” he kissed my hand and I smiled awkwardly. “Let’s go in,” I said and pulled out my hand. As he followed me into the dinning area, I sensed Arnold and Alex’s fierce gaze on us. Mum and Dad were seated too. “Hi, Alpha Richard, Luna Vera,” he took a bow and greeted my parents. They smiled at him. He faced my step brothers, but with the way they glared at him, he quickly looked away.

Caspian Finnick was standing in my kitchen, wearing shorts and frying an egg while he poured hot chocolate into my favorite mug. How did he even know that was my favorite mug? The tattoo I’d noticed earlier brushed up his back to his right shoulder, dark and inky against his bronze skin. “Are you done?” I lifted my eyes and saw that he was staring at me. “Or do you need me to pose?” My pussy throbbed and I leaned against the door. “Pose.” He watched me as he cocked his hips to the side playfully, then walked towards me and caught my lips with his.

They didn’t let go right away. Fifth disaster: Ava’s intended boyfriend. Dr. Patel’s son the cardiologist, showed up as a guest. he was tall, had a smug look on his face, wearing an expensive suit. “So this is the guy you chose over me?” he said, eyeing Finn like he was a bug. Finn stood up straight. “Yes. And I’d choose her every time.” The ex smirked. “You? what are you ?” Finn grinned. “Actor, aspiring screenwriter and I’m better at dancing.”

he explains, finally putting the paper down. My stomach drops. I knew it. I knew there had to be people who are going through this, that haven’t made it. The whole day is missing from my mind...I could have died just then. And here are these people, an immortal included, are betting on who’s going to survive. I want to throw up on this plush floor. I’m a pawn in a game much larger than me. And I’m stumped on what to do. “Don’t look so down. I like to win,” he says pointedly, adjusting the lapels of his very lavish red jacket. Gears in my mind shift. He’s Greed. Why else would he seem so adamant? “And I have a way to keep you around.”