Hunger Games 67 Novels & Stories

My boyfriend, Javon Hickman, and my best friend, Abbie Cote, get into a car accident on their way to see me, leaving Javon with amnesia. After looking at the couple's suite and our honeymoon itinerary, Javon decides Abbie is the woman he is proposing to. "The second I lay eyes on Abbie, I know she's the one," he insists. Our friends try to set him straight. "Dude, Abilene's your girlfriend! You said you'd marry her when she got pregnant! You seriously don't remember?" Javon turns to scan me, his gaze full of contempt. "My taste isn't that bad. Why would I ever date her? You guys are pulling my leg, right?" Heartbroken by his coldness, I sprint out of the hospital room, only to hear our

However, the man simply smiled as he thrust again till he cum. Luke put a sneaky grin on his lips as he moved towards the restroom and stunned her with the following statement: "We're going to play the Hunger game tonight at 11 o'clock sharp."

My retaliation was a public humiliation in front of the entire university that Gary could not simply ignore. The game of humiliation he had carefully planned had turned into a public judgment of him and his lackeys. It broke the last of his restraint and made him go mad. He dropped the civility and stopped testing the waters. That night, the app posted an unprecedented "Ultimate Hunting" Quest. The title was crimson red. [Ultimate Hunting Quest. Capture Sinead alive and take her to the abandoned classroom building in the north.]

A pathetic, transparent attempt at ‘rustic charm. My steps didn’t falter. I walked forward like I was entering a five-star restaurant. “Your seat, madam.” Server #1 gestured to a stool at the end of one table. A crude number ‘6’ was carved into its surface. Of course. Hut number six. Seat number six. Our roles, our fates, pre-assigned and neatly numbered. The Game loved its little patterns. I made a mental note to burn this particular stool later.

“But there are levels to this game, Henrique.” I took a step forward. “Return the shipment you hijacked. Or be ready to be torn alive.” Henrique spat on the ground near my boot. He laughed, taunting me. “Go on. I dare you. Do your worst.” I tilted my head. “As you wish.” I didn’t even have to signal. The clearing erupted into a total disorder. Bodies collided; the sound of fists hitting the enemy’s flesh; the snarls of wolves filling the air.

LUKAS I left my mate with the hands of those two hunters but I was listening to their conversation. I heard everything and I knew those people are her dad warriors. I saw her walking toward me, like a queen she is “ those people were your dad strongest warriors” she looked at me like she was asking how do i know I didn't wait for her to ask “ I have seen them with your dad before he died.” she just nod her head but i know a lot is running through her mind

I slide onto a stool, twin tails still damp from the shower, pink Vans kicking idly against the cabinet. Mom (sliding the plate): “Eat. You look like you fought a mirror and lost.” Dad (over his coffee): “She did. And won. But yeah—eat.” I take a bite—sweet dough, tangy cheese filling exploding on my tongue—and sigh happy. Celeste (mouth full): “Junior year’s off to a bang.” The bloodstone pulses once, soft. The HUD unfolds in my vision—cleaner now, more branches glowing. CROWN INTEGRITY: 13 / 47

"Dad, why'd you hit me? I'm your real daughter. You hid me for six years because of her, and I let it slide. Now I'm pregnant—with your actual grandkid. What's so wrong about wanting to come home?" Sharon stared them down like she owned the place. Adelson heiress, future Benetton queen—this drama barely registered. "If it blows up, just toss some cash at it. Yasmine's freaking out 'cause she knows you're done backing her once I'm back. She's a fake—and she will be broke, head to toe." Sebastian's hand shook as he pointed at her. "You..." He used to think the daughter raised apart was just rough around the edges—she'd grow out of it. Never imagined she'd turn out this dumb and cruel.

Jennifer appears once more, adding into the mix as the girls, tired, bloody and covered in sweat, fight for their lives. They have been in the arena for hours and I can see even those who train regularly. This is tiring them out. Felicity spins, jutting out her leg with a low kick as Jennifer falls to the ground. She struggles, lashing her legs out, kicking back. “Let’s wrap this up,” I link Hunter. This wasn’t as much fun as I had hoped. He taps a few buttons on his keys before he lets out a small amount of steam emitting wolfsbane. It’s not enough to cause any lasting damage, but it will bring this section to an end as the games will finish with the last one standing.

Hello Laura" a voice fakn familiar calls to me causing me to turn in the direction just to see Derek also walking towards me with guns and weapons ift kind, grenades tucked into a rope like some belt worn across his chest down to his tummy, "I'm sorry i didn't tell anyone before i left you must have all been worried about me" i apologize to Callie and Derek "You made me worried that's fine sure but you are all fine now i wished we could meet under a burger circumstances but three hunters are knee bent in fighting a war" "I heard you captured a lnnhubrid. Where is he?" "Being the hybrid" Derek yells into the air as two fierce men bundles up a man and a woman dragging them towards my front,