Hunger Games 74th Novels & Stories

I replied and grabbed the front of his shirt, pulling him closer for another kiss. “What does everyone want to do tonight?” I asked, turning to face everyone else. “I need to step out for dinner, but I wouldn’t mind a movie night,” Gideon replied and left for his ‘dinner’. “No musicals!” Frankie and Marcus said in unison. “How about ‘Hunger Games’? We haven't watched that in at least a year or more,” Jonas said. “Sure, why not? Let’s watch the trilogy then,” I said.

"No… I didn't do anything wrong!" Cold all over, I trembled as I tried to pull away from him, only to realize my feet were trapped by something. Pulling back the blanket, I froze. Heavy iron chains were locked around my ankles, making it nearly impossible to move. Jared's voice turned icy. "I know you won't admit your mistake so easily. So, you'll stay in this room until Melody has the baby. Then, I'll let you out." Three days without food, combined with all the pent-up emotions I had been holding back, a rush of metallic taste surged up my throat as I coughed out a mouthful of blood from my mouth.

After hearing that, Xander hit Jeremy even harder. “I gave you seven years, but you didn’t cherish her. “You upset and humiliated her, and I’m going to make you pay now.” The police finally came over and pulled them apart. When the police brought Jeremy to the police car, he was still shouting, “Charlotte, I really can’t stand life without you!” After a while, Bailey suddenly sent a letter from overseas.

“Thinking of refusing about the seven of us, shit, you can’t and it will take me nothing to suck the life out of you and leave you for dead.’ The seven of them? How ridiculous! What? “Oh, you haven’t perceived the other’s scent here,’ I looked around. There were only six. Well, their pheromones say there are seven of them. Where is the remaining one? I don’t give a damn. Seven mates. This was too much, not one mate, but seven. What am I, a robot or some sort of sex machine to them? I’m not a toy. I abstained from being manipulated. “Do your worst,’ I sneered. “I don’t give a damn ass about who you are. Fuck the moon goddess. Was she blind or drunk choosing seven mates for me? You all must be

I sat down in an aisle seat on the last row, hoping that when my name wasn’t called, I could escape quickly, before he could catch me again. I crossed my arms over my chest and huffed as he moved to the podium. He scanned the room and his eyes lingered on me. My body heated and once again I was thinking about being under him as he fucked me silly. Damnit. I needed to focus. His younger brother moved towards him with the box of names in it. I glanced around the room at the 50 or so people gathered there. Our town’s population had dwindled to close to 300 people. Between the elderly, disabled, and children there were only those in the room capable of hunting for food. The children gathered fru

Dead on impact. The Reaper felt bad for me—said I didn't deserve to go out like that. Gave me seven days. One last shot to say goodbye. When I came back, it was already dark. I kept thinking—I wish I had wings. Maybe they were waiting. But under the moonlight, as I got closer, I saw through the dining room window— Alex, sitting between my parents. Brian and Ruby, side by side. Red wine. Fancy food. Everyone dressed like they were starring in a holiday ad.

POV Millie It’s now Saturday morning and I’ve been invited by Mia to the annual Fourth of July party at the house. It’s on the beach and apparently the best party of the year with BBQ, swimming, music and fireworks. I’m a little apprehensive about going because X and I are on…interesting terms.

The way he had told me about Luca with the same expression he used to discuss pack finances. He had built seven years of control over me and he believed it would hold even after it broke. He did not know me at all. What does the tribunal mean for our timeline, I said. It means the council hearing in four days just became the most important four hours of your life, Caden said. And it means Damon will be in that room. The folder was solid and warm in my hands from where I had been gripping it. I looked at Caden one more time. Good, I said. I want him in that room.

Nothing felt like enough. “Silas,” I whispered, pressing my hands to his chest. His breathing was shallow, his body too still. The scent of silver mixed with blood was suffocating. The hunters were getting closer. I could see their shadows through the gaps in the trees, hear their low voices cutting through the air. I squeezed my eyes shut, muttering a prayer to anyone who might be listening. A shift in the wind made my breath catch. A familiar voice rang through the air. “Let’s wrap this up! We’ve got enough!”

However, Harry looked down at me from above with cold eyes. “Hailey Rane, I think you’re quite useless. Don’t you know how to put on a good show? Since you like slacking off so much, then you can just stay with the crocodiles.”