Hunger Games Cannon Novels & Stories

Just a single message: **You think you've won, Cassandra. You haven't seen what I'm capable of. Be ready.**

Why will he say it like that? I know I asked him to be my boyfriend for a week, but why is he making it look like I was after him my whole life? Is that his plans? To make me look like the girl that can't live without him? So he want to make people see me as a cheap girl huh? Cross could not believe what he was hearing, because he tried to open his mouth but closed it. "He stood up and walked out of the canteen. I felt so terrible at that moment."

Amy didn’t shout, didn’t give warning, her fingers were already pressing into the trigger before their eyes adjusted BANG. One down neck shot, blood splattering the metal wall like a sick painting. BANG. BANG. Two more — down before they realized the angel of death wore heels. The youngest girl screamed as bullets shredded through the air. Amy ducked low, her body shielding her like instinct. Another man lunged — too slow. She turned, fired, his brains hit the floor first. The last shot rang out as one of the men lifted his hand not in surrender, but hesitation. Amy didn’t gamble with hesitation, the velvet fell from the gun like a promise broken. She stood straight, gun smoking. Her face un

“We need to find the contraption that’s making explosions. I’ll try to find its position, but I’ll need help from the ground. It’s too dark for me to see clearly.” Gideon nodded and transformed, keeping eyes on me from the ground. It didn’t take long for me to spot what I was looking for. They had brought with horses a massive cannon. They could not get it deep inside the forest, but it lay at its edge, the barrel pointing over the trees. There must have been runners communicating with the operators, so they knew where to point and shoot. I dropped and circled over them as a distraction. The operators and a few knights positioned with the cannon lifted their heads in my direction and shouted

She dodges me again by launching herself off the bars. I immediately stop my attack and turn my body to face her as my tail grabbed onto the bar keeping me in place. She grabbed onto the bars a distance away from me. Suddenly a cannonball fly right past us nearly missing her. We looked down and saw Troublemaker using Creadestor to create the cannonball, Lux pouring in the gunpowder, bug loading the cannon, Towcs patting it down, Troublemaker aiming it, and Lux firing it. The elf immediately launches herself downward to dodge the shot and grabbing onto the bar again. The cannon blasted off a small piece of the cage. Hopefully, no one falls out! Starting to think about it, the fake sheeps are

Unknown P. O. V A cannon ball was launched in the air.It exploded near the border of the Blood Shadow pack as it touched the ground. Rows after rows of hunters were standing near the border.Each of were prepared with arrows, daggers, Grenade, swords and other weapons. The pack warriors who were on the borders saw them first. The pack was not ready for a sudden attack. They were supposed to be in a few days but hunters attacked them at the most unexpected time.

Oliver came to a stop where several Changelings were mulling about gathering stuff from large trunks. “We managed to snag all this and then some from Senko’s base of operations.” Oliver walks over to one of the trunks and lifts the lid, pulling out a crossbow and several arrows. “These would suit you better.” Loading the weapon, Oliver aims it at the wall, “Clear!” He shouts before firing. An arrow whizzes across the room, the point digging into the plaster wall and sparking with electricity. “Well, shit,” I say impressed. “We have been trying to recreate these weapons for years but could never get them to work past one use.” I pull the arrow from the wall and begin to inspect it.

She returned her hands to the front of her stomach when the gunman locked his eyes on her belly. The gunman licked his lips eagerly. “I know you hate me, darling. You don’t really wanna talk to me. But tell me, did my game feel real to you? I tried to put real-life situations in the game, like your son’s kidnapping and the death of your husband. I wanted to make an action-packed video game, like Halo, Assassin’s Creed, or Final Kill 3.” The gunman paused for a second, licking his lips and admiring his last sentence. “The crazy couple who broke into your vacation house and kidnapped your boy were drugged criminals who were holding your son for ransom. But in my video game, I made the kidnappe

Arrows rained down, finding eyes, throats, hearts, but the things didn't stop, growing even fiercer by the minute. It was going to take a nuclear. One took five shafts through the skull before collapsing, its limbs still twitching toward the walls like a dying worm that had been sprayed with salt. "Fire cannons! Now! Steady⌨️, wait for the wind… now!" Dante's voice was barely recognizable, his vocal cords shredded by the shift as he repeated his command over and over again, the blast of gunpowder and canons making its own dirge. The world exploded in orange and heat as the first cannonball tore through the ranks. Chunks of rotting flesh splattered the courtyard below. A severed wolf head lan

"This was a birthday present Hans gave me last year." I gripped the gunwale tightly, my nails digging into my palms. This also happened in my past life; she deliberately emphasized Hans's special treatment to her in front of everyone, while I could only force a smile like a fool. I heard my own calm voice. "How is that possible? It's just a bag; it's worth it." Winnie's expression stiffened. Just then, the barbed wire snapped with a piercing sound. "Roar!" The first zombie broke through the defenses, its rotting fingers grabbing the edge of the deck as it climbed up!