Hunger Games 50th Quarter Quell Mga Nobela at Kwento

“President Melvis, why did you hit me? People from the Quarters family aren’t that easy to bully.” The answer to his words was just another slap. Slap! This time, Joel fell to the ground with a thump. Geronimo raised his leg to step on Joel’s chest. “The Quarters family is very amazing! I heard that you were the one to propose racing to compete against my grandson? Why? Is my grandson’s fiancee someone the Quarters family can set their sights on and yearn for? In front of my grandson, you’re not even an ant! Let me tell you, if anything happens to my grandson, you can wash that neck of yours and wait for me. I will take down your head personally!”

I don't even know how to give a lap dance. I stood up and carried my purse i kept on the couch, i was sweating already. As i increased my pace to go out of the room, Sammy stopped me. "Hey! Where do you think you're going huh? The game is not over yet." He said "Since you don't want to play along with what you picked, you have to pay 50USD before we can let you go. You know the rules " Tala added 50 what? How on earth will i get that amount from?

“Are they really going to just let me fall back?” That's actually... cause me a sigh of relief. I'm tired by the eyes that following my every steps! Then there's Grandma I notice anxious and been in contact with the messengers lady. And everyone of them is given grandma a jade, however it only cause Grandma to deeply anxious. Then her expression greatly change, she said in certainty, “It must be those horrible species! The Lycan kidnapped the future of the huntress!” “Future... of the huntress?” I curiously eyed everyone that suddenly voice out their wanting to wipe out the species they despise.

There was absolutely no sound in the entire room except the breathing of the ones present. The Elder stepped forward and made the much-awaited announcement. “Armaros is dead. The winner of the challenge and our new queen is Catalina Caressa Marisol Ziva. Anyone who does not agree is free to challenge the queen for the throne.” The Elder's voice boomed throughout the ballroom. No one dared.

Now knowing the truth about him made her feel more righteous in her stance, but at least she wasn’t blatantly ignoring her father over it. “Thank you everyone for coming today.” The Alpha addressed the room with a smile. Only a quarter of the pack were invited to be there for the announcement, just the higher ups and their families, the rest recevied his words via mindlink. “As you may have noticed, the fifth contestant to pass the survival trial, Nala Williams, is not here. She sustained injuries which will not be healed in time for the next trial. I am happy to announce that she is awake and healing but has decided to pull out of the Games. However, her place will not be taken by the runne

(Salvatore’s POV) The loud clash of power echoes through the glen like thunder. Quinn stands by my side, ready to fight with every inch of her being. Her presence is like a beacon fuelling my strength. Together, we will do whatever it takes to get to the mysterious relic, that is supposed to be the key to unlocking the obsidian veil. The grotesque figure looms before us. Its size makes it a formidable adversary, but we won’t back down. We have faced so much the past few weeks and we have overcome every single one of them, even when they seemed impossible. This fight is no different.

The room ices over quickly. “We have some very talented individuals here today, and they deserve an introduction. Brent, who’s already spoken, is an outstanding critic and will be observing you all closely. Next, I’d like you to meet Jordan Wright. She’s from California, and she’s one of the best female assassins in the country, with triple-ten stats." She is overly impressed by them but also sees their flaws.

"That’s deep, Hazel. Maybe you’re right." Jasper, totally missing the tension between them, just smiled happily seeing his "granddaughter" and "nephew" getting along. But Hazel knew. The games in the Quinn family had officially started. And right in front of her sweet grandfather, the two potential heirs were sizing each other up, both keeping their own secrets and agendas. Sebastian might have helped find her, but Hazel was sure it wasn't for free. And now, it was her turn to pay up—or fight back.

The cigar slipped from Lucien’s mouth. The entire room froze. I spoke calmly. “Now I have chips.” “So tell me, Lucien.” “Are you calling or not?” Thirty minutes remained before the moment I died in the crocodile pit in my last life.

"The 'Cloud' didn't delete the Blood-Lords. It Merged them." She pointed to the sky. The violet moon was gone. In its place was a massive, black-ink Thirteen that was being rewritten into a Eighteen. "The Eighteenth Cycle: The Harvest of the Hive," Hope spoke, her eyes turning a solid, unmoving silver. "And I am the one who has been chosen to be the Queen-Bee." A swarm of millions of silver-and-black "Nanite-Wolves" began to descend from the sky, their eyes reflecting the Star-Child’s own silver gaze.