Foxface Hunger Games Novels & Stories

When their boots hit the barn floor, Ezekiel offers to hand over a silver coin to purchase a quick bite, but the grateful local family insists on boiling massive bowls of hot, steaming pepper-noodles for their plates completely for free. As her teeth chew into the steaming, delicious noodles, Zinnia Frost lets out a massive sigh of relief. In her past elite city days, her high-rank nose would have been completely disgusted by such basic commoner food, but after enduring Nyra’s toxic kitchen failure last night, her belly appreciates having something normal and clean to swallow. She is still super wary of Nyra’s clumsy hands. Turning her face directly toward the hovering camera drone, she bark

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At the end of the meal, Phoebe plucked up the courage to follow Jax, causing him to look at her angrily and ask, "What's wrong with you, why are you following me, want to die!" "I don't want to die, people say you're the one who will train me personally." – Phoebe replied calmly but her heart was beating fast as if it wanted to jump out. Only now did Phoebe see Jax's appearance, he was tall and muscular, his arms covered with intricate scars. His face is fierce, there is a rather long scar under his left eye, and he looks even more ferocious like a tiger. The difference in appearance is so great, Phoebe is no different from a small rabbit standing in front of a ferocious tiger. Jax heard it

“I think your mom is happy in our place back in Milan and your dad must be somewhere where he is awaiting judgment. I shrugged, making her smile. After dinner, when everyone said they were heading to bed early for Christmas morning, Hudson and I went to my study along with Seb. Nestor had informed me earlier that our prisoner was refusing to eat. I told them we were going down as soon as the staff finished cleaning up the kitchen. I felt excited knowing how pathetic and hopeless Rex Foxworth must’ve felt witnessing everything that’s been going on with his daughter and wife without him. “Eat it.” I threw a piece of bread on the floor. Rex Foxworth, who was starting to look a bit thin from his

Still, the man noticed the catch and turned to ask his daughter, "You like him, don't you?" Frank was already handsome and charismatic. Who would not like him when he had just proven his power and clearly looked wealthy? It was a new age, and the ladies were not as shy—the young girl even nodded despite everyone watching, clearly eager to get things going with Frank. Frank sighed in exasperation. The brat really knew how to cause more trouble! "I'm hungry. Can I have something to eat?" he asked, changing the subject since he could not stop the harassment. "Too much good food can get terrible, and I've been having foie gras all the time. Some humble farmstead meal would do… Anyone?"

"You must not be touched!" - He's mine! - I broke down. How much hypocrisy was in them all this time! So everything that concerns him concerns me. And I don't give a damn what you think, so about it! - Now, after these words, you will never turn away from me in your life. - After a pause that hung in the kitchen, Fox answered, tightly squeezing my hand. - You're just an inari. Maroon spoke. I didn’t understand, it’s like he wanted to humiliate my inari now!

carved into it. On my first day in prison, the other inmates heard that "I" had killed a child in a hit-and-run and fled the scene. So, they pinned me to the ground and branded that mark of shame onto my face. From that day on, beatings became part of my daily life. Riley froze for a moment. A trace of guilt flashed in her eyes before it disappeared. Just then, Leo Ferdinand leaned out from the passenger seat. His face had been altered, and he no longer looked quite like he used to. Then again, with Riley being one of the most renowned plastic surgeons in the country, changing someone's face was effortless for her.

Phedra Elizabeth quietly thinks. “You eat… Or wait for me to feed.” The male lead pressed his face to Phedra Elizabeth. “What are you doing?” The male lead took out the phone from Phedra Elizabeth's hand and put it in his pocket. "Porridge. It's getting cold." Duncan Hiddleston was reluctant, eyes full of pain. "Your recipe for persuasion. Test it yourself. I can't take this hit." Phedra Elizabeth holds a bowl of porridge in her hand, stirs it with a spoon, and raises her eyebrows to look at the male lead.

Theo rolled his eyes, lighting the joint he'd rolled, taking a deep inhale and handed it to me, smiling when I took it. He exhaled. "Foxen have a natural pheromone in their auras when partly shifted." He explained turning to Lisa while I took an inhale then held it up for Xavier. "Why?" She asked, raising a brow as she took the joint from Dane. I giggled, shrugging. "Who wants to fight me when I'm so cute?" I twitched my ears at her. She choked for a moment laughing. "You're an idiot." I stuck my tongue at her. "And you're my friend, like chooses like."

Dax Fox laughs. It’s a low, throaty sound that rises from deep in his chest. He’s so pompous and I want nothing more than to wipe the smile off his face. Hell, I want to take the smile and cram it down his throat, push it past his belly, and down farther until it shoots from his ass. My body twitches with the need to attack. His smile flips to a scowl. “You think you can take me, kid?” I pull the knife from the table and slide it back in its sheath. “I’m counting on it,” I say between teeth clenched so hard my jaw aches.