Haymitch Hunger Games Novels & Stories

and we don't really know each other," Lorraine ends up mumbling, and I smile. "You can ask me anything you want. My name is Mitchell Yates. I go by Mitch. I'm twenty years old. Both my parents are living. I have two younger sisters. One was of mating age, so when all the wolves came together, she found her mate. She is in the South pack. My other sister is still a minor, so she is still at home. I just became a warrior, so I'm not the best fighter yet, but I am working on it. I do have my own cabin. I have been hoping to find my mate, so my uncle helped me build it. Umm.....what else....I'm six foot three. I'm on the slimmer side for being a werewolf. My wolf is tan with brown. His name is H

I fired one last time, hitting him strait between his soulless eyes. He fell to a quivering mass on the ground and I hit the top of the roof twice, letting Aaron know we were alone again. The green Ute slowed to a crawl, but didn't stop. I slipped my gun back into it's waiting home and dropped to a crouch, searching the nearest bags for the extra bulb the boys had brought back with the new food supplies. The adrenalin rush had left me breathless and shaky, but I needed to fix the light. The longer it was out, the longer we had a direct, unlit path to the car.

Rahl asked Crixus as he closed the door after her. Even though she was curious, she was too hurt to care. Once she was alone in the car, Emory exhaled deeply. As her pain got worse, she became more groggy and was convinced Kathleen had laced the blade. She shook her head slowly in an attempt to clear the fog clouding her thoughts, but it had no effect. Rest easy, Hunter. You did well on your first kill. The only way to ascend is to slip into the nether realm. It won’t be long before you join the rank of immortals.

"You are... You're the -" Mitch smiled. "I am. And i belong to your sister." He turned to the door, but before he walked out, he stopped and said, "It's good to know that you want something your sister had and you would never have." He slammed the door shut and went downstairs, leaving Beth starving and tear stricken on the bed. She crossed her legs, rubbing her thighs together in frustration, her imaginations running wild until she touched herself, rubbing her clit and seeing the red eyes of the Lycan beast.

I breathe in the delicious scent of fear that is pouring out from the mortal. I look at him for a moment expectantly. Well, what is he waiting for? When the mortal doesn’t move, I roll my eyes. “This is the part where you run.” Mitch takes off with a limp in his run into the woods. I roll my neck, causing is to crack and pop before looking at the spot where Mitch entered the woods. I smile. “It’s been awhile since I’ve had a decent hunt.”

Kendra's POV I don't know how long it's been since Ryker took me. I haven't seen much of him just his stupid henchmen. They bring me food and water but I hardly touch it. I drink the water to keep me hydrated but I refuse to eat anything because I am afraid that it may be drugged. The door opened and Hunter stood in the doorway. "I see you haven't eaten again. Look, Kendra, I know that you don't trust us but you have to eat." I just looked at him then looked away. He picked up the tray of food and walked back to the door. "Fine have it your way. I'm sure Ryker will be thrilled to know that you are refusing to eat." He closed the door behind him and I just curled up into a ball the best I cou

AVA I covered my ears, rolling my eyes irritably as I sat with my friend Amy in the school cafeteria. Amy nudged my arm with her elbow and whispered, her eyes still fixed on that famous playboy quarterback of our school, Wolf Academy. "Hey girl, look who just arrived. It's Hunter Ysrael from the Cruelcrest Hounds Pack!" I felt Amy's fingers trace my chin and force my face toward his direction. "Uh-huh. Phenomenal." I said sarcastically before removing her fingers that were gripping my chin. Amy tsked at my reaction but her eyes were still glued to him, watching him from the distance with dreamy, heart-filled eyes.

The auditorium was stuck in horrified stillness for several suspended moments as the words seemed to reverberate through the stagnant air like lingering shrapnel. Then, as if a flare had gone off, the room erupted in a deafening swell of heated discourse, with conversations exploding in a frenzied jostle to analyze the consequences, dispute the merciless protocols, and just absorb the grandeur of what had just occurred. "Can you fucking _believe_ this outdated initiation ritual bullshit they're putting us through?" Mia hissed beside Lila, clearly disgusted. "It's like something out of goddamn the nation of Pane - pitting all the districts against each other in some sick, contrived Hunger Gam

Mitch's eyes nearly bulged out of his skull as Damon raised the needle toward his throat. "Wait… wait…" he choked out, his voice filled with terror. Damon paused, the tip of the needle hovering inches from his skin. "Are you ready to talk now?" Damon barked. Mitch swallowed hard. "I...I swear to God, I don't know where she is, Alpha… but I have an idea where she might be." "Talk," Damon said, each word sharp and cold. Mitch swallowed hard, knowing his next words could mean his death. But he didn't have a choice anymore.

"Can we do a search for Kyros? Then whoever finds him first is the winner." W-What is Mitch talking about? Wouldn't that make more trouble if the other students went to the forest to find Kyros? "This isn't a game—" Mitch didn't listen to Mr. Mantovan's words as he stood up from sitting on the floor. "I'll try to find him, and you must reward me if I find him first." He giggled after saying that. "Let's go, Lexi! We'll find Kyros first." That's when he realized that I was still injured and I wouldn't join him in this game he wanted to do.