Gale Peeta Katniss Novels & Stories

Sevastian was about to follow the same path as the girl when a book caught his attention. he immediately picked it up and opened it. a note popped up to him on its first page. This is Peach the human (not the fruit) If you ever found this please don't you ever dare to flip on the second page. Don't be a gossip girl and just contact me on the number that's provided below. So Peach is her name. What an interesting name. I hate that fruit. He hates the origin of that fruit. It is because of seizure of the territory of the philippines.

Gale arrived at the company and sat at her desk. She opened her bag and found several lollipops inside, not knowing if it was Joshua or Nicole who had stuffed them in. "Peach, these are for you. Snacks from the kids." Gale handed them over. Peach sat at the computer, supporting her cheek, lost in thought, seemingly unaware of Gale speaking! Gale was puzzled. She leaned over and took a look at Peach's computer screen. It displayed Sam's personal profile. Sam was dressed in a suit, looking elite, clean and sharp, clearly like a well-mannered scion of a distinguished family.

Vanilla was one of my favourite scents and I could not help but interrupt her turning to try and find the owner of that scent. My mystery guy had moved from the stairs so I could not see him anymore. Without putting too much more attention on him I really wanted to find the owner of the pine vanilla scent. The more I smelled it, the more I knew it had to be my mate. As I moved through the crowd the scent got stronger. I gasped as the mystery guy was walking in a direct line toward me with a smile on his face. As he got closer, the pine vanilla smell got stronger. Shelby quickly started yipping Mate! Mate! My excitement started to grow. He came to stand right in front of me smiling and

At the end of the day, any decision that gets made is hers and hers alone, and I’m grateful that I have an amazing Alpha in her and that I don’t have her job. I inhale deeply. It’s with that deep inhale that I smell my favorite scent in the whole world, warm cherry pie. I know my mate is near. It’s then that I heard the knock on the door. “Come in, Beautiful” I call to Zella, my mate as I lift my head up while still remaining hunched over the desk. Thought to be a Hebrew name meaning, “wolf” the name Zella only encapsulates one small part of who this wonderful woman is. Yes, she is a wolf. But, she’s also my mate, the female Beta of the Crimson Snow Pack, a strong warrior who balances that s

And the moment they did, Mona knew. He knew something was wrong. She quickly plastered a smile across her face. "Hey." Kane didn't smile. He walked toward her, pulled out the chair opposite hers, and sat down. "What's wrong, princess?" The sincerity in his voice almost broke her. Mona looked away. "I've been thinking." "About?" She swallowed. "Did you know vanilla comes from the actual butt of an animal?" Kane stared at her. Mona gave him a tiny smile.

*** 3RD PERSON POV. Alpha Caesar was seated in his throne room when the door opened and the person he had been waiting for suddenly appeared. "How did it go, my darling?" He asked before a dark smile crept across his face. His voice was as smooth as silk. "He rejected me, as expected. He's chosen that wretched girl over me. But the mission was successful. Tonight, he won't know what hit him. On the third day, he should be destabilized and weak." She presented an empty, little case that contained a red powder.

I asked her, and she looked at the water and looked at me. "You won't gain the magic of the Valkin," she said, and I was in shock. "Your mate has no wolf. You can only gain the magic when her wolf comes. She is just as good as a chosen for now," she said, and I was shocked. I looked at Maxwell and Clay, and the shock registered on their faces too. "Will she ever gain her wolf?" I asked, and she looked at me. "What is her name?" Elsa asked. "Scarlett Vladislav," Clay responded, and she looked at us.

You know, that deep, masculine, croaky shit peculiar to gangsters and their likes? "Yes, she is." Mum replied, I guess she saw how stunned I was and she decided to do the talking for me. His jaw twitched dangerously but he did well to cover it up. "You seem fucking daring, Katniss. Too daring for your own good." "What? No, of course not." Mum chuckled. "Kat is everything but daring. She's timid. Shy. A bit rebellious but she can't hurt a fly. She's a good girl."

“They're going to get out. I give you my word. I'm going to get them out for you.” “Tatiana…” She ran before he could stop her. He couldn't even get up if he wanted to. He watched as she ran. Into the fire. Toward Damon. Toward Evelyn. Toward death. Kael screamed her name, tried to get up, but the blood loss pulled him down. The last thing he saw before darkness took him was her figure engulfed by flames. End of Flashback. I gasped, my body jerking forward, but Kael’s hand remained steady.

I mutter to myself, holding on to the last bit of hope within me. The creaking sound of the door opening startles me, and I look up, expecting to see King Sven. Instead, I'm met with a tall woman with striking onyx eyes and long dark hair entering. She’s draped in fine silks. Her gaze settles on me, her lips painted black curving into a smile that doesn’t quite reach her eyes. “So, you are the cursed one everyone has been whispering about,” she says in a smooth, calculating tone, taking in my appearance with a raised brow. “I am Katniss Whitlock, King Sven’s future Luna.”