Hilarius Heavensbee Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Lena tells me and I shake my head and turn back toward Xavier and Tyler, and say, “They are both lying to us.” “We know they are lying but we can’t find the Alpha to prove it.” Tyler tells me and I turn back toward Dane and ask, “Where is your father?” “How the hell should I know where he is.” Dane says to me and I step closer to him. “Dane, I am not in the mood to play your games. You see I have had a really bad last couple of months and now my husband is dead and I may lose control at any time now and I don’t think you want that to happen now, do you.” I said as I let my teeth elongate so he can see them. I hadn’t fed in a few days and I could feel the burning in the back of my throat tell

Hawaii, Yolanda, Ahana, and I were seated behind them watching as the contestants stepped into the portal. "Alpha," I called out to King Mobali as he turned to me with an icy gaze. I wasn't going to let him know I was frightened by him. "Are the supremes going to be okay?" I was little but I wasn't dumb, I understood the rules of the Hunger Games and the sacrifice it was going to take. "They'll be fine, Venus." My heart skipped a beat as he mentioned my name, he had continued watching but I kept starting at the back of his head. The way he called my name in such a fatherly manner made my heart feel warm.

The efforts and everything they spoiled is to be given to this Impersonating Shit God! Luis Park! It was all worthless! The God they called of was serving another God! This is hilarious! Unacceptable! Yet this is the truth! This is the system in the Animalia world! The world of the jungle prevails! Status: Hunger/ Unknown/ Lifeless yet breathing He's not shouting anymore! He's craving for hunger! When he saw something he would eat it WITHOUT hesitation! It is just like a noodle. Tasteless! The life he had in the future is making him do everything!

she exclaimed, her smile brightening up the space. "Let's have fun, big sis!" Hacker said, his eyes sparkling with excitement. They sat together, and soon their cheers and laughter filled the room as they battled each other in games. As they played, Velia completely lost herself in the fun of the games. She couldn't remember how long it had been since she'd smiled so much. Hacker's enthusiasm was infectious, and she found herself laughing and cheering along with him. The games brought out a competitive streak in her, and she was determined to win.

When she mentioned chicken and The Hunger Games, I kinda figured she hadn’t actually watched it because that’s what I thought when I first heard of it. “Then why is it called The Hunger Games if it’s not about food?” I shrugged in response. I wasn’t crazy about movies, so I didn’t really know. After a moment of silence, she said, “Humans are odd.” “I agree. How come you haven’t watched it yet though?” I asked curiously. She got a wicked glint in her eyes and pointed to her stomach. “One word, girl, honeymoon. This baby didn’t just make itself. That would have been cool though, but I’m pretty sure I’m not a virgin.” She joked while I made a face at her.

His adam's apple moved seductively the moment he swallowed loudly. “Turn over. Ass up, face down," I continued, looking straight into his eyes. "I want to see how pretty you look, arched and waiting for my mouth, before I claim the rest.”

Skye plastered a grin on her face that would've made a serial killer proud and announced, "First up in assessments will be Lucian, one of our beloved heirs, and Lyra Smith, The Human." Laughing began softly at first, but then echoed through the gymnasium with a crescending roar. Lucian was already down the bleachers, standing next to Skye with a cocky grin on his face. He took his hand, motioning towards me to come down, and I started to move. I don't know whether I said it or Rowan said it, or we both did. But as famous last words, it couldn't get any better than, "Oh Fuck!"

Blood sprayed across the maps, staining every border we had ever fought over. He grunted, but he laughed too, spitting red. “Yes. That’s the man I wanted to see. Not the king. Not the savior. The beast.” I hit him again, harder, my knuckles splitting against his teeth. Years of hatred poured into every strike. He clawed at me, grabbing a glass bottle and smashing it across my shoulder. Shards tore into my skin, but I barely felt it. “You think she’ll still look at you the same way?” he panted, wiping blood from his mouth. “You think she’ll keep loving you after tonight? After she learns what you are in this room?”

“WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU DOING? THAT WAS FUCKING A BEAR! IT COULD HAVE KILLED YOU! ARE YOU INSANE?!” “I.. I don’t think he wanted to hurt me.” He grabbed my arms and shook me hard. “HE’S A FUCKING PREDATOR! DO YOU UNDERSTAND WHAT THAT MEANS? HE EATS MEAT! HE HUNTS HIS PREY AND KILLS IT! DO YOU KNOW WHAT YOU ARE? YOU’RE MEAT AND PREY ALL WRAPPED UP WITH A PRETTY BOW! FOR CHRIST’S SAKE, NATASHA! DO YOU HAVE A DEATH WISH?”