Hunger Games Cannon Novels & Stories

"You all had it planned out, you all never wanted him to be the alpha and now he's gone you can suit yourself, but I'll never let that happen on my watch I'll make you pay even if I have to murder you with my own hands" Suddenly I begin to feel dizzy, a splitting headache accompanies the dizziness, my knees become week and my body aches badly , not able to fight it off finally I give in catching my breathes slowly,I feel my weight kift off the ground as I let go of all worries and anger closing my eyes shut, ************** Rolling around I feel my skin brush against something warm, opening my eyes slowly I see the room barely lit, it's all dark but thanks to my perfect eyesight from my hunte

Collin himself wore the stoic look of a man pretending to enjoy food he wasn’t tasting. Cheyenne shoveled a bite of food into her mouth with a dramatic groan. “Koa, if this man ever dies, I swear I’m marrying his cast-iron skillet.” Gunner winked at her and took a swig from his glass. “You just want someone to make cinnamon butter that good.” “You’re damn right I do,” she mumbled. But even as she teased, something itched at the back of her mind — a tug, a thread vibrating between her ribs. Her fork slowed mid-air.

Then, the forest came to life. From these trees, the deep shadows emerged. The low rumble of a dozen more engines roared to life as more men emerged from the trees to circle the Crimson Sparrow pack completely. Henrique Crimson Sparrow turned pale. “Are we ready to talk business now?” I said sweetly. Henrique scoffed, trying to cover his fear. He pounded his fist on his helmet. “You think this scares me? Letting them waltz in here?” “Yes, considering you were generous to waltz into my territory,” I blurted.

Honed her vision. The weapons had been set aside. She noticed that when she entered the cave. She caught the gleam of a giant battle axe, scrolled with ancient runes down the handle and twisted designs on the blade. She lunged for it, her adrenaline and need to fight overpowering the drugs that slowed her. The axe was heavy. It took all her strength to heft it, and when she turned, she stumbled. She flew blindly forward, yelling out as she did. “Alexander Phaethon!” He turned at the last second and dodged, the raised blade that he’d intended to sink into his alpha glistening above his head, ready for her instead.

I ask getting closer to the cage. Cupcake steals a piece of lettuce from Ginny and runs under her hammock with it. Hudson chuckles. It's not hearty or even loud and full, but it's a start. I have no idea why Hudson is so anti-animal. Maybe he was bitten by a dog or something as a child. "They're okay," he says moving away from the cage. "Now what about this video game? Do I get to shoot people?" "No shooting." I step away from the bedroom and Hudson follows. "But you do get a sword. And you can blow stuff up."

*** Sophia and Gena were dressed in black all over, while the other Special Assassinators were all in Soldiers clothings, from cap to boots. "Fix your guns!" Mrs Smith ordered and they all picked their guns and started arranging it. When they were done, they got it ready to shoot at all the fruits tied high up in front of them. "If you miss the fruit in front of you, no more mission for you!" Mrs Smith said. "Now shoot!" She commanded. They all raised their guns, aimed at the fruits and shot at the fruits at the same time. Skyler's bullet hit the wall and didn't touch his fruit. "Skyler is off the mission!" She said sternly.

“You will stab the katana with your combined powers into the ghost’s chest.” The hunters looked at each other and, even hesitantly, they followed what Tyler said. Raven immediately released electricity from her Katana and Damon approached Raven to release fire from Raven’s Katana. Hugo approached Cael, and when Damon and Raven finished, Raven threw the katana at Cael, who caught it.

[ CASSANDRA ] I console my mother when suddenly my father comes into my room with a knife and a gun. My mom and I are panic. He approached us and asked my mother what she was doing in my room. My mother continued to cry without answering his question. I looked at them and I was afraid. I wouldn't want to see them argue. Two seconds later, my father grabs my mother by the hair and threatens to cut her throat like an animal if she doesn't answer him. Instead of defending herself, my mother looked at my father and said :

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"I can stand. I can kill." "Good." Jack pointed to the heavy assault cannon Marcus had carried out of the armory. It was a 'Hellfire' portable railgun, designed to take down tanks. "That thing still work?" "It has three shots left," Marcus checked the charge. "We only need one." Jack hit the button to lower the rear ramp. The wind roared into the cabin, a deafening gale that threatened to suck them all out. The ocean below was a churning cauldron of white foam.