Haymitch Hunger Games Arena Novels & Stories

They kept moving towards another hallway which would be easily mistaken as pentry but actually had another door in its end. The door led to a whole different section of the house. "Welcome to my hunger games part of the house" Ahn said with a proud look. "Woo..." Yoonji nwas shocked to see such an unexpected area in the gigantic modern house. It was a training area. This arena was designed for doing fitness training. The place was made specially for extensive training and uncommon challenges made for elementals to practice their power. "Just how big is this place?" Yoonji asked taking in the whole area.

"Man, it's cool. I understand, but nothing happened, and it won't happen until she is ready. I won't force myself on her, but she will be staying in my room from now on. Is everyone ready to go? Let's get to the arena. Lucas's POV When we walked out of the bedroom, Isaiah was pissed. He saw us together; what did he expect? We are mates, and we will be sharing the same room now. But I understood why he was mad. Kayla is his daughter, but before he could reach us, Mercury got in the way and calmed him down. He told me he was sorry. I brushed it off and asked if everyone was ready to go to the arena. They seemed excited, but they also needed to remember that this is my home, and they needed to

We emerged on the other side of a cluster of homes and came upon a large fenced-in area overlooking a cliff. As we got closer, I realized that it was a large, circular stone arena. It had rough edges and was surrounded by wooden stands where it looked like people could gather and watch whatever went on inside. She opened up the gate leading inside the arena. There was training equipment throughout the area like rope, wooden barrels, and target dummies. “Avery, this place looks more for warriors than for healers.” Avery winked. “Bingo! Today, we’re going to train in the ways of combat! Come on in, we’ll have fun!”

"Beat the hell out of them, sunshine." A grin tugged at my lips. Flipping wolves had no idea what I was going to do. ~*~*~*~*~*~ The arena was huge. It took up most of the basement area of the villa. I was expecting something a little more like a crappy octagon with a plastic cage. This was an honest-to-goodness arena, decked out with bright lights and legitimate stands for the crowd. And boy, was there a crowd!

Kalmin looked away, a pained expression flickering across his face. Moira’s eyes shifted to the others, then back to Nuri. “That remains to be seen. Go into the arena.” The arena doors groaned open like the belly of some ancient beast, yawning wide to swallow her whole. Cold air rolled out in waves, laced with the sharp tang of sweat, the coppery staleness of old blood, and the faint musk of fear. The walls, built of rough-hewn blackstone, stretched impossibly high, casting the space into shadows pierced only by thin slats of light that sliced through the dark like celestial blades. Dust motes danced in the beams like drifting spirits.

The passage from the Founders’ Vault twisted and turned, a labyrinth of rough-hewn stone and flickering torchlight. The air grew warmer, thicker, carrying the faint, metallic tang of ozone and something else—the primal scent of anticipation. Davina, with Baron Vance a silent, watchful presence behind her, emerged into a vast, subterranean cavern. This was the Arena of Valor. The cavern was immense, its ceiling lost in shadow, its floor a treacherous landscape of jagged rock formations, dense, artificial foliage, and a winding, dark river that snaked through the center.

It was only then that she stared at Hera with raised brows. “Don’t you want to take the exam?” Snapping out of her thought, Hera cleared her throat and whispered an apology. “Don’t give us a reason to force you, Hera. We require your answer after this day.” Hera was about to retaliate when Sheels called another number. Against her better judgment, she closed her eyes and forced herself to move on. She was greeted by the closed labyrinth just below the arena. Only the passage from where she exited was open. It was odd to look up and see hundreds of seats rounding the arena unoccupied. It was almost as though it’s not part of the Amphitheater, as though it just existed there without any sense

Irene said as soon as she saw what I was doing, but I ignored her and continued drawing the dress to get to my knees a least. “You will ruin it, Cyhilenia!” “But it’s too short, I feel very uncomfortable.” Irene ignored me and continued to walk through the hallway. In a short while, we started to see other girls hurrying in a particular direction. “I think that’s the way to the arena,” Irene said, looking at the direction the girls were headed. After a few minutes of walking through one hallway to another, we eventually arrived at the arena. A little hall like an auditorium, with enough seats to contain twice our number. The pillars that stood at different corners of the hall held up the roo

Beatrix requested a video call. Hugo looked at Cael and Damon. “We’re going to the rooftop.” Hugo grabbed the two, and they vanished from the field. “Damn, I think I’m hungry. It’s like I saw three people over there. ” Another woman looked at what the woman had taught. “I don’t see anyone.” “Let’s eat first. I think I’m hallucinating. ” Meanwhile, Tyler, Kyra, and Raven entered a room. Raven meets Kyra and Tyler when Kyra and Raven’s phone suddenly rings.

Even being pregnant won’t stop them from trying. He takes my hand in his as Set moves forward. My family is behind us, and the warriors form around us all. “Let’s get this over with.” I state firmly as we walk with our heads held high towards the portal and out into the arena. The arena is an underground Colosseum. The ground is sand and there are torches that line the walls. The air is dry and stagnant. Thousands of wolves are in the stands. The noise fades away as all eyes are now on us.