Hilarius Hunger Games Novels & Stories

[Atticus] We all went out to pizza after the photoshoot. Liliana opted out. She was already overwhelmed by the morning’s activities. So our pizza lunch ended up being a status update on the progress of our game. The waiter didn’t bat an eye when I ordered a pint of beer to steady my nerves. Even in our prep school uniforms, the townsfolk know not to question us when we ask for something. Madison, Evie, and Laz are sitting very close together looking at a screen. I don’t know what they have planned, but by the way, they keep giggling and pointing, I can already tell it is going to lead to some kind of spectacular heartbreak for Liliana.

"Claire is the only heir to Fisher Corporation. She’s not going to scorch the earth just to get revenge, would she?" Evan assured his friend in a confident tone, "I know her well enough to be sure that she wouldn’t do it. She loves me and wouldn’t have the heart to hurt me." After I got into my car, I dialed my assistant's number. "Take Isabel Hawthorn to one of the warehouses in the Western District tonight. Set up the skin grafting equipment." I swore on my honor as a Hawthorn that I was going to get my revenge.

"You know, Élianor, no one will ever want you. You're fat, you're ugly, and you stink of loneliness. Dancing with you is the price I paid for a bet. You're just a joke." Silence falls in the cafeteria. A deathly silence. Then, laughter explodes. Unrestrained, hysterical laughter that seems to shake the walls. Hundreds of pairs of eyes are fixed on me. I see them, those eyes, shining with malice, with glee. I see my sister's face, radiant, in the front row. I am the joke. The punchline. The beast.

CHAPTER 17 JARED'S POV We patiently waited for the servers. I brought out my phone and opened up a game. *CULTIVATION MANIAC* It was a game Stephen sent to me a month back, but this was my first time opening it. Things had been so messy that I had no time to play a game, but while Sterly was focused on his phone, seemingly working, I decided to play a game, too. Starting the game, my eyes brightened at the costume samples, and I quickly tapped on the most beautiful one. But the excitement dwindled as fast as it came...

Cho jumps back a little, almost startled out of his skin when he looks up. Lucian Slater: There you are. He shoots Cho a smile, and the young man clutches his chest. Cho Jin: Lucian what-. Lucian Slater: I'm making Pizza, and I need your hands because somehow I don't feel like Halo is a get himself covered in flour person. Cho Jin: He's rich. Not incapable of getting his hands dirty. Although... He trails off and rubs under his chin thoughtfully. Cho Jin: Flour isn't... dirty, so.

Chapter 22. Joking AUTHORESS P.O.V “Just tell me, you’re joking, this can’t be true, Hazel can never be his mate, I am his mate!” Harriet yelled. “Relax you don’t need to get yourself worked up, he doesn’t love Hazel and Hazel didn’t love him either, you still have a chance, all you have to do is to find a way to eliminate her” Reina said. “Eliminate who?” Harriet asked with a frown. “Hazel of course” Reina replied. “Hazel is my twin sister, I can’t kill her, no matter what, I can’t kîll her,” Harriet said and Reina scoffed aloud.

Grips and gaffers hurriedly maneuvered equipment, and the makeup artist tried to figure out how to make a fresh wound look convincingly painful. In the midst of this backstage circus, Kat screamed a name. "Killian Anderson. No fucking way!" Ah, Killian – heir to the Anderson production, reportedly arrogant, undeniably rich, and, according to the rumor mill, as handsome as a demigod. Now, this was the kind of gossip I could get behind.

“I love you, Tyler...” “How about a group hug!!“ Hugo yelled. Everyone hugged each other. Hugo is the one who kidnaps Kyra, which she discovers. Everyone burst out laughing. Even though the world is not yet at peace because of demons, people may be certain that someone will fight them. And that group is the Teen Hunters. THE END.....

“Nice? Hazel, you have killer looks and a body that could make any man lose his mind. No one is this ‘nice’ without wanting something. You should seduce Cassian and make him your sugar daddy. Think about it — €800k salary, this big mansion, private driver, and a man like that in your bed? Girl, you’d be set for life.” I stared at her for a second before bursting into loud laughter. The sound bubbled out of me so hard that tears actually leaked from the corners of my eyes. I clutched my stomach, shoulders shaking as I tried to catch my breath. “Lila, stop!” I wheezed between laughs. “Please stop watching all those Korean and Chinese dramas. They’re corrupting your mind so badly!” “What?” she

HAZEL POV My head hurts. I groan, opening my eyes to see a tall figure towering over me. It wasn't Killian. “Lucian,” I whisper. He stood over me with a grin on his face. “Finally caught the mouse,” he said. I stood up and looked around. The basement. “What game do you think you’re playing, Lucian?” “The game Killian started,” he smirked. I tried to move, but he sidestepped me.