Gloss Hunger Games Catching Fire Novels & Stories

I stepped forward, power coiling up my spine like a whip. “You don’t touch him.” “You already did,” she said. And before I could strike—before I could scream— The spiral lit with fire. White-hot. Blinding. Ancient. I felt something rip open in my chest. Something old. Something mine. And everything went black. Link I caught her before she hit the ground. Her body was burning—skin too hot, mark glowing like molten gold. Her eyes fluttered. Her pulse pounded. The cult was gone. Smoke and dust.

The scent of burning wood and something else—something unnatural—filled my lungs. Something wasn’t right. I turned to the Gamma. "Has anyone found the cause of the fire?" He shook his head. "Not yet, but it spread too fast. Almost like it was set intentionally." Rage flared inside me. An attack? Here? Now? A scream split the air. I turned just in time to see a section of a burning building collapse, sending sparks flying into the night. One of the warriors barely managed to pull a young girl out of the way before it crushed her.

" Kelly ? " Kelly had her eyes closed preparing for impact, but it never happened instead she felt strong hands gripper and there were gentle and strong hands and the guy that was holding her smells of cinnamon which was a favorite scent however all he could think about was how addictive Aiden's scent was and she was immediately cursing herself for overreacting and running away which was the only safest thing she could do because she wasn't feeling okay in more ways than one. "Black ? " Owen was heading out to go join the boys for breakfast .

From the power within my soul, I hereby summon the relic of fireth. I was surprised because it was the same word as Sushi. So I turned to Sushi now who was still small and didn't even look at me. He was looking at Faris as if he was waiting for what was going to happen. I looked back at Faris because suddenly there was a big groove where he was standing. We were all alert. I saw that the lava boiled and gradually they floated as if alive. Faris reached for a piece of lava and I winced when I heard a sound that sounded like metal coming from a burning fire and placed it in water. If it was a normal person, I'm sure that his hand would have been pierced due to the heat.

she smirks and signals to one of the men to untie me. She immediately lunged at me and I dodged. I tightened my grip on my dagger, its blade glinting faintly in the stormlight. My breath came steady, controlled—the way my mate had trained me. I looked Across from me, a crouched low and tense Rose She has wolf out Her golden eyes burned even in the darkness, and her lips curled just enough to reveal the sharp edges of her fangs. This time I lunged first, fast and precisely, aiming straight for Rose chest. But she twisted, her movements unnatural, fluid, almost like smoke slipping through fingers. She caught my wrist mid-strike and flung me aside.

The flames circled me like a big red wall, snapping and hissing. I dropped to the ground and put my legs up to my chest as the fire came closer. The smoke scratched my throat, making me cough and cough. I covered my ears, but it didn’t help. The fire was still too big, too hot. “Cammy! Cammy!” I kept calling her name, over and over. My throat burned, but I didn’t stop. The buzzing in my chest told me I was still shouting. I saw shadows move inside the fire. Big ones. My heart jumped. Maybe monsters. Maybe the fire made new monsters.

I didn’t understand it, couldn’t name it, but it was there, waiting. I opened my eyes, meeting the camp’s gaze. The men’s faces were a sea of expectation—some mocking, some curious, all waiting to see me falter or rise. I took a breath, slow and steady, letting Nylo’s calm anchor me. My hands moved, not with hesitation but with intent, reaching toward the fire. The flames flickered, hungry, and I felt the pull, the connection, like a thread drawn taut.

My body shook with the strain, every bone threatening to crack, but the fire only grew, uncoiling like a beast set free after centuries in chains. The remaining hunters faltered, their shadows trembling as if uncertain. Their eyes locked on me, not with hunger now, but with something else—recognition, perhaps, or fear. My fire flared brighter at their hesitation, pushing them back step by step, until the forest rang with the sound of their retreat. Smoke and silence swallowed them, but the weight of their promise lingered. They would return.

Making us vanish into nothingness. I need to react fast. This is bad, really bad. If she can catch on fire, she can do some real damage to my members. "Return to the pack ground, now," I commanded by the mental bond, and some of them were hesitant, but they obeyed. A few moments later, we ended up alone: the little red wolf, me, and the only woman I would take a silver bullet for. But Bardo, the Water Wizard, stood close by, ready to extinguish the fire.

“You have no idea what I had to do to survive, Maya,” she said, her voice low and cold. “You have no idea what this world has turned me into.” I shook my head, my throat tightening. “Then tell me. Tell me what happened.” Chloe sighed, running a hand through her short, choppy hair. “After *The Burning*, I was trapped. The fires spread faster than anyone could’ve predicted, and I was caught in the middle of it. I tried to get to you, but… I couldn’t make it. I thought you were dead.”