Free Read Catching Fire Novels & Stories

When I see someone asking for help in an assignment related to the entrepreneur course on the college forum, I join the group chat using a student account. I even help refine several financial models and market strategies because of my job's nature. Everyone in the group chat is excited, to say the least. Every day, they keep calling me a genius while urging me to improve the details of the whole assignment. Two months later, the assignment's quality is very close to perfection. But the group chat suddenly goes silent. I scroll through the chat history out of curiosity, only to find out that the students have already created another group chat. "That senior isn't an official teammate of ours. Let's not tell her about us using this assignment for an upcoming competition." "Precisely! Our names are the only ones on the list! She'd better not steal the credit during tomorrow's finals!" "With one less person involved, we each get an additional tens of thousands of dollars' worth of rewards!" As I look at the screen, I just let out a soft chuckle. It appears that this isn't an assignment at all. But unfortunately for these students, I happen to be one of the judges sitting at the judging station tomorrow.

On my fifteenth birthday, I begged my mom to teach me how to make a cream cake from scratch. We only had cream at home. No flour. So we went out to buy some. When we came back, we didn't walk into a birthday surprise. We walked in on my father pressing a strange she-wolf down onto the dining table. Cream was smeared all over her bare body. That night ended with my parents signing the Mating Dissolution Agreement. From that day on, cake became my nightmare, a taboo I could never touch. The night I mated with Alpha Kaelen of the Shadow Pack, amidst the pain and pleasure of his marking bite, I whispered in his ear. "Honey, if you ever want to end our mating, just bring me a cake." He frowned, his eyes burning with possessiveness, and kissed the words away. "Don't talk nonsense, Seraphina. You are my fated mate. How could I ever let you go?" Later, on his birthday, his intern secretary Elena ordered a three-tier luxury cake. Kaelen went into a rage, throwing both the cake and the intern out the front door. Back then, I was moved, even telling him not to be so harsh on a low-ranking wolf for my sake. But six months later, Elena had been promoted to Kaelen's personal assistant. On my birthday, she walked into my laboratory, swinging her hips, holding a burnt, homemade cake. I called Kaelen, asking him to remove the provocative item. On the other end of the line,his tone was casual. "Elena put her heart into making that for you. It would be cruel to throw it away. Be a good girl, don't be so sensitive. Have the grace of a Luna." The phone slipped from my hand. It turned out my mother wasn't wrong. Cake really is best served with a side of rejection papers.

"You swore to reject your mate when you found her, so do it!" "Avery I can't just---" "Do it James!" I yelled. *************************************************What would you do if your husband found his fated mate, and she turned out to be your baby sister? Avery was a strong, hardworking Luna who was in love and happily married until her beautiful younger sister walked into her house and ruined it all. Now Avery’s life is crumbling under her fingers, but James —her husband has sworn to fix it all. He will never let Avery go until death does them part. But what will James do when a bigger war appears in the form of Alpha Kane— The ruthless barbarian who killed his own fated mate and is now the king of the North? And what can Avery do when this ruthless barbarian sets his sights on her, claiming that she is the only one powerful enough to save their world from the evil entity devouring their lands? Will James give her up or fight against the will of the goddess?

Lovers with hidden interests.Will tying the knot make a difference?Read to find out how Dinny and Lebo's love story unfolds.Will it end in tears or will it be a happily ever after?

On her eighteenth birthday, Osline thought she would be mated to her long-time boyfriend, Noah. But the blood moon had other plans, and she ends up claimed by Jacob, the ruthless Alpha of the werewolf lands. When she tries to reject him, Jacob refuses. He traps her in a sixty-day contract and makes it clear: if she refuses, her father will die. Now Osline is trapped in his house, under his watchful eyes, with his dangerous twin brother Dominic who seemed to have an interest on her. Desire, betrayal, and secrets surround her—and Noah is not gone either. Three men want her, each for their own reasons. Who will win her heart, and will she survive the truth Jacob hides behind the locked door?

"Three worlds. One forbidden bond. A love that could ignite war." Selene Rhea was born a witch, sworn to her coven’s laws. She never asked for the fire that surged in her veins, or the fate that tied her to two sworn enemies: Rowan, a feral wolf bound by loyalty and rage, and Lucien, a vampire prince wrapped in shadow and hunger. Drawn together by an unbreakable bond, the three of them ignite a passion that is as dangerous as it is irresistible. Their nights burn with desire, their days thrum with power, and their bond becomes more than love — it becomes a storm. But forbidden love has a price. When wolves, witches, and vampires rise to tear them apart, Selene must embrace the terrifying truth: she is no longer just a witch. She is axis — the center of a bond that could either remake the world or burn it to ash. Blood will fall. Desire will consume. And war will begin.

“She is mine. No one will touch her the same as I do." - Pyro Fira was about to die at the hands of hunters when there was a man came to save her. This man had a cold emotion with his unusual strength, good at dodging, and a fighter who can prevent every strike of the opponent without looking at it. She was curious about the identity of this man until she found out that he is an Alpha King of Fire, her mate. When his father was missing, she sought help from the King Fire. Eventually, they saw his father in the Introduction of Slaves. Fira promised to the King Fire that she would do everything just to let his father out of slavery. They had a life-changing agreement and that was to become his property. No matter what he said, she will do it. NO PROTEST.

When a dating scandal comes to haunt Gold, a famous artist all over the world, memories from seven years ago flood his mind--making him realize that perhaps, he had never liked women at all.

As I casually opened the online forum, a trending post at the top caught my eye. [Share the wildest thing you’ve ever done.] I clicked on the second comment, which seemed to contain just one line. [Without a doubt, it was the night before my buddy’s wedding when I had his wife come over for a “quality check.”] However, the poster kept adding to the thread. [That night, the woman tricked that idiot into thinking it was a bachelorette party, but she actually spent the whole night at my place. [She said she didn’t want to sleep with just one man forever and needed one last wild night before tying the knot. [By the end of the night, her throat was nearly raw from all the screaming. [We kept going until sunrise, right there in the wedding car her husband was supposed to pick her up later that day.] [Not only that, but even after they got married, this fool kept bringing his wife over to my place for dinner. [He’d help me in the kitchen while I pinned his wife against the fridge and kissed her. [He’d be glued to the game in the living room while his wife knelt in the bathroom and took care of me. [One time, when he passed out drunk on my couch, his wife and I had our own fun on the carpet beside him. [Every time he rolled over, we’d both jump. It was the thrill of knowing we could get caught at any moment.] The image loaded, revealing the familiar interior of the wedding car. The lucky charm I had given my wife dangled from the rearview mirror. My fingers momentarily stiffened, and I nearly dropped my phone. A wave of nausea rolled in my stomach as a chill crept up my spine. Just then, a hand appeared in my field of vision, waving in front of me. “Calvin, what are you zoning out for? You’re at my place, and you’re still on your phone. Come on. Dig in while it’s hot.” Wyatt Preston, my friend, grinned at me. Yet, his eyes kept straying toward my wife, Queenie Jennings, who was sitting beside me.

What's that saying about never looking a gift horse in the mouth? Well, I did. I looked it straight in the eyes, after I called it a moron, drooled a little, remembered I hate the oposite sex and then I ran. The life I have had changed the moment my mother passed. The life I struggled to adapt to after college tore me apart emotionally. I thought he was my saviour. He helped me grieve. He was there when I didn't want him to be, when I didn't know I needed him to be. He was everywhere and nowhere all at the same time. He fought my demons with me and for me, he watched me and over me. He creeped me out, but made me feel safe in many ways, so tell me why this specific gift came with only one stipulation. Who hurt me? The gift horse would be Lorenzo Russo. Empire builder and underground Mafia man. He's a smart man with good charms and psychopathic tendencies who ensures he gets what he wants, so he doesn't take kindly to being told no. By me.