Haymitch Hunger Games Arena Novels & Stories

The shadow gave a casual wave of its hand. In its palm, a white ray of light took shape. The white ray of light slowly became visible and materialized at the city gate. Immediately after that, a massive arena appeared at the city gate. With a diameter of roughly ten thousand meters, the arena was massive. Around the arena, there were also some mysterious rings of light. The shadow continued, “This is a death match. If one does not concede defeat, one must kill the other person in order to be deemed to have passed the checkpoint.”

This hall was free of side rooms and had a slight upward curve to it, before opening out into a level room the size of a barn. "Is that them?" I asked, nodding towards the two rows of teens facing each other. "Yep," he said, walking in their direction. "Nice of you to join us," Stan called out. "Just here to watch," Burney yelled back, squatting against the opposite wall to the red haired teacher. I stayed standing beside him. "Fayle, join us." I raised an eyebrow at Burney. "If you're going to stay with us, you can join in and learn. Unless you feel your skills are above ours?"

I need to get down there before things get worse. “There is, but are you sure you wanna get in the middle of that?” Link’s mom raises her eyebrow as if she thinks it is a terrible idea. “Link can take care of himself and it sounds like your friend Ace just needs to cool down a bit. Maybe giving himself something to punch will help.” Did she really just suggest that her son fight Atticus for the sake of a workout? The horror must have shown on my face because her expression changes to resignation as she points to the corner of the room. Behind a plant there is a metal door. “When you want back up, the gate code is 2125.” She shakes her head. “A Preston, really Lily?”

They are relentless as the only clan who doesn't want peace and cooperation. Approaching the arena, a massive oval building circles a large open field for training. Along the arena's edge are luxury boxes for spectators to watch out of the way. The building is equipped with shower rooms and exercise equipment throughout the building. A pool with a small diving board for the kids was installed a few years ago. There's also a steam room and massage tables for relaxing after practice.

I blew out a breath. Anyway, pushing all that aside, I allowed Sebastian to drag me to wherever he wanted, which was either the front or back of the room, depending on how you're looking at it. Looking in from the outside, the arena was huge, but standing on the inside, it was massive. And I wasn't exaggerating. The Ambersky Pack's arena was unlike anything I'd seen before. Not that I went to many arenas to compare. Unlike a normal gym, though, it didn't have equipment for exercise or even a single piece of apparatus like a treadmill.

I needed Ares. Hissing through clenched teeth, I stared up – and up and up and up – at the arena my body had found itself in. Towering walls, made of mountain stone, surrounded the oval floor. I squinted at them, my belly hollowing out as I saw what looked back at me. People. Almost a hundred of them, surely – Alpha Blare’s entire pack were seated around the walls, which were not really walls at all, but slanted seats that ringed the oval I sat in. Their bloodthirsty smiles were all the same. I would find no friends in the stands.

of the Zero Cycle—the blood that had been shed before the square was ever built. "You have satisfied the hunger, Darlene," the Hunt-Lord spoke, his voice sounding like the tearing of silk. "You have broken the brine and the grain. But here, in the One-Hundred-and-Fifth Layer, your fire is just a Beacon for the Beast. The Arena does not audit. The Arena Bleeds". He raised his spear, and the air didn't blow—it Throbbed. The pressure was not physical; it was the Cumulative Rage of the Predator. I felt the "Too Much" energy in my marrow begin to boil, the control in my mind being replaced by the "Red Mist" of the First Day.

Finally action. But she didn’t smile. “I’m not fighting one of your guards.” “You won’t,” Kael said. “You’ll fight your past.” The Moonfire Arena was built into a pit of black rock. The crowd gathered fast wolves hungry for blood, for drama. They filled the stands above, growling, whispering, watching. And waiting. Kael stood at the edge, arms folded. The council sat higher, judging with cold eyes. Aria stepped into the arena. Dust swirled at her feet. Her claws flexed. Her wolf paced.

Melissa left the hospital to meet her mate I stayed by my mate's side. The maid came in to give me food. I ate and slept off beside my mate. I felt a hand on my cheek and I opened my eyes I saw a bright eyed mate looking at me with a smile. I stood up to look at her “ You are awake" Jessica POV I woke up in a sterile hospital room, the steady beeping of a monitor beside my bed. My body aches, my mind is foggy, and my last memory is fractured

I poke my head out from behind Blake and notice that the syringe holds a metallic looking liquid. Silver! They’re injecting silver into us to immobilize us! Then I remember… Every participant of the games will be heavily sedated before being transported to the games arena where they will all wake up in an alien landscape. Each participant will be placed in an isolated living quarter and take turns being pitched against one another until a lone victor remains. The arena for the Omega Games has always been a mystery to everyone. No one knows where it is.