How Does Hunger Games Catching Fire End Novels & Stories

Chapter 54 Set Fire and Burn by Ruth Nalio Alatap… I crested the hill, out of breath, just in time to see Zander fall to the ground. Angelica stood about ten feet away from them, her body covered in brilliant orange flames, wind whipping all around the crumbling city. I opened my mouth to yell for her to run when tornadoes began to drop all over the city. My eyes widened as her orange flames turned blue and white. What little had been left of her clothes quickly burned away, followed by her skin and muscle, until she was nothing more than a flaming skeleton.

OLIVIA’S POV This was it. This was how it would end. The flames crackled hungrily all around me, licking the air with sharp, smoky tongues. The pain in my limbs had dulled into numbness, and the fire's heat pressed against my skin like invisible shackles. My lungs burned with every breath, and my body trembled—though from the fire, the fear, or the betrayal, I couldn’t tell anymore. Evelyn’s plan had worked perfectly.

My body shook with the strain, every bone threatening to crack, but the fire only grew, uncoiling like a beast set free after centuries in chains. The remaining hunters faltered, their shadows trembling as if uncertain. Their eyes locked on me, not with hunger now, but with something else—recognition, perhaps, or fear. My fire flared brighter at their hesitation, pushing them back step by step, until the forest rang with the sound of their retreat. Smoke and silence swallowed them, but the weight of their promise lingered. They would return.

We chuckle. We weep. We cling to one another as if the world could attempt to separate us more. However it does not. Since certain tales conclude without the creature perishing. Certain tales conclude with the creature realizing that affection outweighs appetite. And our love? The city was destroyed by fire and rebuilt it in gold. The End.

END GAME Book Two in the Dawson Family Series Copyright 2018 Emily Goodwin Chapter One Quinn I don’t know what hurts worse: my wrist or my stomach. The pain there is more concerning, and my wrist could be broken in two and my mind would still be on my baby. I know it takes a lot to hurt a baby this early in the pregnancy, but that doesn’t stop me from worrying. I flatten my hand over my stomach, looking at the spot where the guy was just standing. I’m shocked, scared, and unable to figure out why he looked so familiar.

He seemed to understand the look in my eyes so he spoke up. “Let him see, Evelyn. Let him see how far you’ve come while he was busy destroying himself.” My thoughts ran wild but soon a dangerous smile appeared on my face. “Fine,” I stated, my voice dripping with venom. “If we are going to burn him down, we might as well do it in the spotlight.” Leo suddenly froze near the couch, with his head tilted. Then he waddled toward me with something pinched between his fingers. “Mama… I found this.”

"I'll be fine. You should hurry up and go. It's not nice to be late." Eventually, Zeke's car drove off. I submitted my paperwork and checked the date on my phone. After doing some calculations, I realized that I was leaving the country in five days. After I returned home, I began scrolling through social media. I came across a video of Howard Carter kissing his girlfriend passionately. After the happy couple had their moment, the crowd began to urge Zeke and Scarlett to do the same. "You have a wonderful woman beside you, Zeke. You should seize the opportunity when it presents itself to you," Howard told Zeke with a smile. He turned to look at Scarlett as he spoke.

“Something else woke with her. We have to move. Now.” As they fled the collapsing ruin, the wind screamed and the flame whispered behind them: The world ends in fire... or in the hand that dares hold it.

I have not even claimed her yet. “She can’t die,” I whisper. Then louder. “Do you hear me? She won’t die!” Wanda flinches as I rise to my feet. “You’ll save her. I don’t care what it takes. I don’t care who dies in the process. Just make sure she lives.” From the distance, the roar of chaos rises. Shouts, snarls, screams. The prisoners have broken free. The fire has reached the edge of the mansion. I can see it now through the narrow slit of a window. Orange flames swallow the horizon, thick smoke swarming into the night sky. It is as if the world is ending.

Together, they faced the darkness again. The battle raged — fire sweeping the clearing, wolves lunging and falling in ashes, Aiden’s claws and teeth ripping through what the flames didn’t touch. Evelynn’s body screamed with exhaustion, but her spirit burned hotter than ever. Every time she thought she would collapse, she felt Aiden there, steady, unbreakable, his love binding her flame to the earth. At last, silence began to spread. The final creature fell, its body twisting into smoke before the golden light devoured it. The air was thick with ash and the sharp tang of burnt earth.