Hunger Games Begin Novels & Stories

Still raw from her encounter with Lucy earlier and reeling from the warning she didn't see coming, Eden dreaded going back to the battleground, to the place where all the drama began, but she'd already missed out on three hours of work. Matthew's reports and minutes weren't going to type themselves. Gibby's training and handover session, too, wouldn't attend itself. With a loud sigh, she pushed her office door and stepped inside. Instead of being blown away by all the elegance surrounding her like she was earlier, Eden was suddenly filled with a rage so fierce if she didn't find something to distract herself, and if she didn't look for something to do, she was so convinced it would swallow h

They are laughing and joking around like they haven't a care in the world. A song starts playing over the PA system and everyone goes to attention. The leaders of the Chosen begin filling out onto the stage and take a seat as the announcer begins his speech about the reaping. Over the years my family has always watched the reaping. It was one of the few things that we got to watch other than the news. I knew that my parents and grandparents would be gathered around the television watching and waiting to see what would happen to me.

The girl’s eyes were wide, filled with a blend of trepidation and exhilaration, but her smile radiated nervous energy. “You promised I could start training,” she insisted, her voice trembling yet resolute. Autumn scrutinized her for a long moment, weighing the determination in her voice against the slight tremor of her hands. “Are you certain?” she asked quietly. “No.” Jade’s grin sharpened, a mix of excitement and fear. “But I want to try.” They settled cross-legged by the vacant hearth, remnants of ash clinging stubbornly to their worn boots. Autumn drew the first sigil on the stone floor with her fingertip, lines glowing gently before fading into the textured surface beneath them.

“Welcome to the Games, Kai Blackwood and Aliaria Laurent. I see you have already familiarized yourselves with the place. There is a copy of your schedule in the nightstand. For now, you have dinner in thirty minutes. It is the first official event of the Games. Welcome once again.” Well, if it was the first official event that meant that it wasn’t yet broadcasted, I hope. I couldn’t stand the thought that my children saw their mother playing about like that, much less with another man that wasn’t their father. I look at Kai, still moving about the place. He had started arranging his own side of the wardrobe. I sat with him as he did, pulling out my own clothes too. I had better get to it as

Sonia said hurriedly, "Relax, Jake. I'm not going to demand too much, and I won't ask for our relationship to be made official. I just want to bear a child… Your child. I know how important a woman's first time is for you. It was my first time when we did it, so I want to bear this child as a gift to you. "It doesn't matter if Ms. Bridgerton isn't interested in having children. I'm willing to bear your child for you, and I won't ask for anything other than to let me stay with you."

“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.

Elara's POV Miss Lily walked into the hall during lunch with the kind of energy that made everyone stop talking at once. She had that effect, the ability to command a room just by entering it, and she used it now, moving to the center of the hall with her hands clasped in front of her and that expression she got when she was about to announce something important. "The House Games begin in two weeks," she announced, and her voice carried across the entire space without her having to raise it. "I hope all house captains are prepared and ready to represent their houses with the discipline and honor this competition demands."

"How—" "I can see it." She stood, crossing to him. She raised one hand and held it two inches from his chest without touching him — and he watched her face as she read the heat, the way he'd seen her read visions, with that calm, focused, unsettling precision. "It's started." "Yes." She lowered her hand. Looked at him. "Are you in pain?" "Not yet." "When?" "It accelerates," he said, "as the feeling grows. Right now it's — manageable. Warm. Later it will be less manageable." He paused. "The gods who made the curse were not cruel enough to make it fast. They were precise enough to make it slow."

"Now you can go to the tents to pick up your basic supplies and have one final strategy meeting with your team. When the first cannon fires, the competition officially begins. Good luck to everyone!" "…Come on," Olivia muttered to us, her face a little pale. We moved toward the tents and split up to grab our supplies. I was almost at the front of the line for medical supplies when someone slammed into me from behind. My stuff went dropped. "Look at that. Can't even hold onto your gear. What makes you think you'll survive in the game?" a squeaky voice sneered behind me. I took a deep breath and turned around.

>Initiate Defense Protocol: Lullaby. The game was indeed not over. It was just beginning. And I was finally ready to play.