Novelas y relatos de Hazelle Hunger Games

I inquired, suddenly suspicious of her overfriendliness. She scoffed and smiled wryly. "I'm not anyone important. I'm just an unfortunate victim of circumstance. I know who you are, though, Princess Miatta. You are welcome here. " She paused and listened for something that I did not know. Suddenly, a loud bell rang out, and immediately, everyone present shuffled to their feet hurriedly. The ones who were asleep were jolted to awareness by their mates, and they joined in the frenzy.

I was tucking Lucas into our bed and didn't think she would leave. Damnit! Stay with the family! I'm going to find her! I've never been so afraid in my life. It wasn't supposed to happen this soon! Hazel said three thousand people had already died in the vision. She couldn't recall how she got into the forest, but now she is giving herself up. My stomach churns at the realization. Hazel is sacrificing herself before the war even starts. I run on all fours, paws pounding against the ground harder than my heart beats in my chest. I can see her on the far side of the castle, running toward the tree line.

They stopped before me, the engines coming off one after the other. Henrique Crimson Sparrow took off his helmet, his short strawberry blonde visible under the full moon's light. He had a scar running down his chin. He smiled, stepping off his bike. “You nuts have a death wish, Xavier? Coming here alone?” I smiled back, a cold smile devoid of any humor. “Who says I’m alone?” Henrique Crimson Sparrow looked confused, and looked around the space. Henrique followed my movements with his eyes. Then, the forest came to life.

"I see." "You see what?" Zander asked, lost with this conversation that he had a hard time understanding. But Hazel picked up on the situation. "Babe, why don't we have something to eat? I can tell you are hungry." Hazel did an impressive job distracting her Alpha husband, but she couldn't keep his attention for long. Scorch's sexual grunts filled the air, then Isis' orgasmic mewling tormented their eardrums. "No!" Declan exclaimed. "Are they fuc—"

The day had started innocuously enough. Dani had cornered me in the cafeteria with her usual mix of hyper energy and scheming mischief. “Hazel!” she hissed, eyes gleaming like she’d just discovered a secret treasure. “We have to go watch this new ghost movie tonight. It’s like…peak horror. People are losing it.” I raised an eyebrow. “Peak horror, huh? And what exactly does that mean? Are we talking mild jump scares, or someone screaming and fainting in the theater?”

“Wow, parasite. That’s very original. What’s next, calling me a demon? Oh please, get more creative.” Hazel’s nostrils flared. “I will find a way to burn you out, I swear to God.” Jade chuckled. “Go ahead and try. But you won’t be successful, Hazey-Dazey.” I pinched the bridge of my nose. “Enough. Both of you.” Hazel threw up her hands. “Don’t look at me! She started it!” “Correction,” Jade said smugly. “I finished it.”

HAZEL I could feel the emptiness growing inside me as I made my way back to the pack. Helena wasn’t running anymore. Even though this was our first time charging deep into the woods, she didn’t feel proud or excited. (We should feel something, right?) I asked her softly. (That medallion… it wasn’t just a thing, Hazel. It was all we had left of them…) Helena’s voice was low and hollow. We both tried to hold on to the good part that we had gotten the antidote to save Maddox. But that wasn’t enough.

“You got the wrong person to kidnap.” “Kidnap?!” Hazel’s eyes widened, forgetting the gun pointed at her. “I did not kidnap anyone!” She exclaimed with her forehead wrinkled. “I will never do that!” Hazel knew that she needed money that much, but kidnapping or taking someone’s kid will never be a choice for her to have money. She grew up in an orphanage and having kids around her became her peace. She will never do such a thing. Besides, the child looked frightened too as it continued to clung onto her shoulders. Maybe they are the real kidnappers. They have a gun. It’s always the one with guns in the movies she used to watch.

The girl said. Hazel immediately took advantage of Chase's distraction. She checked if her mask was firmly on place first before gathering her things up. She could hear Chase talking to the girl but she didn't pay attention to what he was saying. She had to get away from him, from the place. After gathering her things up, she quickly evaded him and ran towards the stairs. "Hey, wait!" He called. "Chase!" The girl whined again.

Hazel sat across me, her piercing eyes fixed on me, as if worried I’d do something unimaginable to myself. I felt my stomach growling in pain; it was then I remembered that I had not eaten any food since morning. “Food.” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “I’m hungry.” Without a word, Hazel trew one of her apples at me. It landed right in front of me and I grabbed it immediately with my muddy hands. “You should go clean up first,” Hazel said, her voice calm and distant. “You stink.” I froze, the apple pausing halfway to my mouth. “Thank you.” I muttered.