Foxface Hunger Games Novels & Stories

In two strides, he came over to my side and stood watching me. “Get up and eat.” I didn’t stir, waiting for him to apologize first. He pulled the blankets down, yet I didn’t move. “Drop the act, Hermione. I know you’re awake and hungry.” He sat down on my bed while my heartbeats raced with apprehension. Would he hit me now? “I’m not hungry. Go away, Felixe. Why do you care whether I live or die?” I still didn’t open my eyes, but I could hear his harsh intake of breath.

Camille walked over to the shelf, stacked with books and several board games that she remembered from her childhood. The whole time she caught Maddox watching her as he continued to hold her bag. Curiosity filled his gaze. “Are you hungry? I can have Oliver make you some steaks.” “No. I’m fine.” “You haven’t eaten since breakfast.” “My appetite left after I got caught up in that witch smoke.” she picked up one board game. “Do you play these?” “I don’t know how to. Those are fatal games.” I put it down and looked at him. “Do werewolves have games?”

He was truly enjoying the food. “This tastes so nice,” he moaned, and my stomach growled loudly as I licked my lips. He was trying to punish me, and he won as I cried out. “I’m hungry, Dexter,” I said, and he looked at me, chuckling. “I know you are; stop acting stubborn,” he said, and I smiled, sheepishly. Dexter was happy to see me smile and eat, it was written all over his face. I am truly hungry and so was he, but thankfully, Luca brought more than enough for everyone. It was an absolute relief to Dexter to know I was awake; he couldn’t stop staring and smiling. I was happy I was finally free from them. The lord heard my prayers.

Vincent growled at them, “Back off.” But the largest fox, with black fur and fiery eyes, let out a low growl. Its voice was rough, each word appearing to grind out from between its teeth. “We don’t hunt shadows. We hunt prey that lingers…like a bride who survives but does not truly live.” Camela felt her knees weaken beneath her. “They’re saying I’m not enough.” Vincent caught her quickly, baring his teeth at the foxes. “She’s mine. Whether she’s living or just surviving, she is mine.”

She secretly glanced at Jay, thinking that he would dislike it, but she did not expect him to eat it as if it was good. Rose bit her cutlery in perplexity. What show was this guy putting on tonight? From scumbag to someone pure and innocent... Switching about his personality freely. Had he gone to acting school? “Sir Ares, do you want me to put in some condiments?" "No, I can eat it just like this." Rose was obviously so hungry that her stomach was rumbling, but in the face of this bowl of plain noodles, she was not that hungry that she would be willing to eat just anything.

“I patched what I could, but we need real parts. Unless one of you can magic a new engine out of thin air, we camp here till morning and then check again.” Lucas opened a pack and handed out food. Dried meat, protein bars, a bottle of water. My stomach growled loud enough for all three of us to hear. Jax raised a brow. “Someone’s wolf is hungry.” I glared at him, but when Lucas passed me a bar, I took it. My fingers brushed his for a second. A small spark shot up my arm, quick and hot. I ignored it. We ate around the fire. Jax, of course, couldn’t keep his mouth shut for long.

This is what this week is about proving myself and the fact they feel comfortable to share this with me means I must be making headway. The others dwindle in helping themselves to food, all covered by the hot plates, so it stays warm. I grab myself another drink of bourbon. This time I think I’ve had enough whiskey for a while. The double wooden doors on the other side of the room open as all the chatter goes silent. Paxton and Hunter are on either side, dressed from head to two in black. You can’t even see their faces due to the masks. They pull them off, chucking them to the floor as they each keep one arm on the girl in the middle. She looks fucking terrified. There’s no missing that with

Her face was pale. “Are you alright?” “I am feeling a little queasy, but it’s alright.” “Okay, just tell us when you can’t hold it anymore.” “Hmm.” Instead of eating the food on the table, Lumara took out her own bag of fruits and ate that. Lumara turned to Snow and said, “Hey, fox.” Snow gritted her teeth, “Who are you calling fox?” “Then you can call me phoenix.” “No, I’ll call you birdie.”

“It’s delicious.” Oisin said with an excited voice as he bit into the small piece of meat. “I can never quite get used to it too.” Rowena said as she also took her own bite. Phoenix had caught some rabbits after we made camp and he cooked them over a spit. He also has some seasoning with him that help with the taste. It was just as delicious as the Fae acclaimed. But I couldn’t fully enjoy it. Rather my mind was restless with anticipation and worry. What if I found out that there was something seriously wrong with me and there wasn’t any solution?

Clara said and approached her. The rabbit opened its eyes wide and looked at Clara. Even though Clara didn't show her ears, the rabbit recognized Clara as a fox. Clara has bright red curly hair. Her slanting eyes are significant and seductive, and even her heart-shaped lips are incredibly dreamy. Clara is such a beautiful and charming fox. Feeling safe, the rabbit turned into a beautiful girl again. "My name is Dove. I'm sorry that I slept here without your permission." Dove talked in fear.