Hunger Games Book Novels & Stories

"In the required area." "Great," I nodded, biting the bone of my index finger. I never left the library since Mari walked out. The sun had just set a few moments ago and I realized that I hadn't eaten a meal. The mental recognition of my situation made my stomach rumble. "First thing tomorrow morning, Jack." I reminded him for the last time (not that Jack needed it) before hanging up.

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.

Mira grunted and returned to her book. The boy ate, shy at first, then with wild, jaw-aching hunger. He was the first of many. By the next week, two siblings turned up—a girl and a brother, eyes ringed with fear and dirt. Then a mother and son, then another, and another, until the house hummed with a polyphony of survivors, each with their own shape, their own way of being broken.

🌍💥 Memories disappeared. 📖💥 ⸻ The Hunger took another step. ⸻ And existence began fading around it. 🖤 ⸻ 🌙 The Final Page The Book of Origins suddenly opened. 📖✨ Its final page appeared. A page nobody had ever seen. ⚡ At the top were written five words. ⸻ FINAL DEFENSE PROTOCOL ⸻ 😱 ⸻ Below it: If The Nameless Hunger returns… The Last Dreamer must awaken.

"They won't hit someone who is mentally unstable. I've seen and dealt with situation that concerns someone who isn't in their right mind. They will most likely lock them up and wait for them to be rescued. So, don't worry, they won't hurt her." Terry knew these kinds of situations, and we all must trust her. After the fire, everyone set up camps on the beach. My stomach growls. I touched my stomach and groaned. "Hungry?" I look up and see Ares standing before me, holding a stack of bananas as he hands me one. "Thanks," I smile wryly and take the fruit. I peeled the skin and ate it immediately to fill my empty stomach. Ares sits next to me on the log and stuffs his face.

"I didn't bring a present on your birthday, so maybe now. Sorry for being late, and I brought you books that you may likeㅡ" I immediately closed the box and returned it to him. He was surprised by what I did and seemed even more confused. "I can afford my own things," I said and turned my attention back to reading. I saw him smile and scratched the back of his neck while still facing me. "It's up to you, the limited edition cover of the Hunger Games is still here.." He said softly but I heard it. Wait for what? Did he say limited edition? I gasped and immediately grabbed the box back from me but he was stronger and had a tighter grip on the box so I couldn't get it back. Fuck!

Scarlett Who would have thought that my life would change like this overnight. And I would be dragged into a world that the world is unaware of, I thought. I sighed, walking to the shelf where I saw a couple of books that looked ancient. I could read them after breakfast. It's been a while since Aurora went to bring us food. I was looking at the books when the door creaked open. " Thank God, I was starving….," I trailed off looking back at who it was. My hunger was gone looking at the person standing a few feet away with a sick smirk on her face.

And trust me when I say—Book 2 is going to be about survival in ways that will make Book 1 look like a warm-up. Because here's what I need you to understand: We're only getting started. Book 1 was about Ivy finding her place in a world that didn't want her. Book 2? Book 2 is about Ivy TAKING her place and burning down anyone who tries to stop her. It's about Ares proving that he's not just some control freak with a hero complex—he's a man who will literally take a bullet for a child that isn't even his because he loves that child's mother beyond reason. It's about Lucas learning that sometimes the world is scary and unfair but his mama is ALWAYS going to fight for him.

It’s as if she feels guilty for being able to eat well when I couldn’t. “The first Reaping after I took the job made me see that there was something very wrong happening with the food. I was not quite old enough for the Reaping but I watched along with everyone else. I saw it then. The girls were underweight. Many of them looked like skeletons while others had little meat on their bones. But what was the oddest was the girls who were from the families of the leaders in the village had a very healthy. They all looked as if they ate plenty and some if even looked as if they ate over the amount that a person should.”

“Are you guys ready to finally do as we were formed to do?” My eyes glared at Callighan as he lifted his head up to the sky. Once that loud howl came from him, we all prepared ourselves as the wolves charged at us altogether. All we could do was fight to our hearts desire. One charged at me and right when I thought life was over for me, the gunshots came right after him. Pow! Pow! Pow! Pow! However, those shots were not enough… -To Be Continued- The End of Book 2