Foxface Hunger Games Novels & Stories

It was dipped into a little packet of barbecue sauce and then popped into the boy’s mouth. “Babe?”. The smooth voice of Fox drifted towards him from the doorway. Long legs wrapped in tight black joggers came forward and then arms were hugging Jax from behind the couch. “You are starting without me already ?”. “I’m hungry !”. He mumbled in retur, another fry dangling from his mouth. “And you took too long “. A soft pout was formed onto his lips as the older male released a short sigh. “I was parking the car, babe”. Fox said releasing his boyfriend and stepping around the couch to takes next next to him. “The whole apartment reeks of fast food already “.

Dynasty said, but the hunger in her eyes remained as she gazed upon the remaining meals. “Have you always been a large eater?” Blake asked, leaving the remaining dishes for her. “No, I haven’t. It’s strange, but when I see the food, it entices me to try them.” Dynasty said, laying more ribs on her plate. “You know that’s fox ribs,” Blake said suddenly. Making Dynasty throw the plate away in disgust. “What are you a cannibal?” Dynasty stated, looking at the remainder of the ribs. “As I suspected. Fox, is Dynasty fine?” Blake asked.

Let him take that promise however he will. Hunter smooths one thumb over my lower lip considering, hunger kindling in his hooded eyes. "Perhaps you do at that..." His face lowers towards mine unhurriedly. I let my eyes fall closed, victory singing in my veins. The fox comes to me willingly in the end.

Cassidy gave the girl a thankful smile. Cassidy felt eyes on her, and she turned to face the only one that hadn't spoken yet. He gave her a lopsided smile. "I'm glad to see you aren't dead, Fox. You were busted up terribly. Now that I've seen your normal form, it would've been a waste." "Thank you?" She wasn't sure if she should be flattered at his compliment; or annoyed that had she been plain-looking he wouldn't have cared much. "You should eat, Fox." Derek gave her a dismissive look. "You're too skinny to be proper bait."

Phoenix gave a small smile, "We'll be here for you every step of the way. You don't have to face this alone." Astrid bit her lips softly, "I just need some time to adjust to this new reality." Dexter reclines back, rubbing his stomach theatrically. "Alright, I've had enough excitement for one day. I'm starving. You know what would hit the spot right now? Chicken croquettes with yogurt sauce." Phoenix raises an eyebrow, smirking. "Oh really? And who's going to make these gourmet snacks? Because if you're looking at me, I'm not your personal chef."

"Have you had breakfast?" "No, not yet... No..." Fox answered. "Are you sure you're okay?" he asked, noticing his agitation. "I... I'm fine," he said, smiling convincingly enough for Fox to stop insisting. "I'm hungry, let's go downstairs," he said quickly. He walked ahead, leaving Fox behind. He decided to look out the window because that's where he spotted the snowflake, and when he did, he didn't see anything out of the ordinary. Oh well... He shrugged and caught up with his... hyung. (Yes, he can call him that knowing he's centuries older, or rather, he calls him that because of his brief features, he seems Korean.)

The path I marked is gone. I swallow hard and turn away. Suddenly, a small shape scurries at the edge of my vision. I blink and gasp. It’s Snowflake, my childhood pet fox, white fur shining even in the dim light. My heart leaps with relief. “Snowflake?” I whisper, reaching out. But as I step closer, the beautiful fox’s body rots before my eyes. Its fur falls away like dead leaves, revealing flesh crawling with worms and bones breaking through the skin.

The other wolves look away from the scene and the older Alpha turns menacing. Interesting, so the exile had been a young girl…not exactly like me but still, the pit in my stomach churned with disgust and agony. "All she did was steal food,”Orvax continued before his father could speak again. I blink once and then again, trying to understand if I caught his words correctly. "She stole…food?" I ask, hoping to the heavens that I misheard.

There was not a single trace of worry or concern on her face. “I’m good. We could always order more food later if it’s not enough!” Fane smiled as he rubbed his fists. “Explaining things to trash like you is wasting a lot of my time and energy. I think my fists can do the explaining better!” “Haha! Do you think I’ll be scared?” Felix laughed aloud and waved his hand, signaling the other three thugs to attack Fane. Boom! Bang! Pow! Nevertheless, with a few simple strokes and punches, the wolves plopped onto the ground, clutching at their chests in pain before they started to cry. Pain seethed through them with a terrible intensity. It felt like being eaten from the inside out by a sharp-tooth

What weighed on her mind was far worse—a secret she couldn’t bring herself to reveal to anyone. Roxane placed a hand on her stomach—not to gently cradle it, but as if she were trying to restrain the panic crawling out of her chest. “I suddenly got hungry,” Roxane mumbled, trying to distract her mind. “Do you have any money with you?” “Ugh… none,” Lyka pouted, patting her pockets. “Not even a coin. And I’m starving too.” Roxane frowned. “I really want unripe mangoes… with shrimp paste! Oh my god, I’m literally salivating.”