Hunger Games: Catching Fire Cornucopia Novels & Stories

"You should've let me complete the job in Switzerland." A red dot flashes on her chest. Pandora, from above, gets the shot. Lilith is thrown back, screaming. I crawl over to Cassian, grab his arm, and pull him toward the exit tunnel. Fire climbs the walls. "She's not dead," he groans. "I know," I whisper. "But we will if we don't get out." We crawl into the escape tunnel as flames surround the hall behind us. Ash. Smoke. Screams. Behind us, the vineyard blazes in a column of fire.

The only reason I am spared is because of Max. Our entire surroundings are dead silent, you could hear a needle drop right about now. Nobody dares to move, nobody dares to say a word. Athena’s nostrils flare, and she seems to be trying to see if she can smell something. Perhaps she is searching for beta Markus. Luckily for him, he is out of town at the moment. Suddenly, I hear a loud clattering of buckets to my left. Snapping my head in that direction, I see one of the children from our pack. He can’t be older than 6. He is shaking like a leaf, with a complexion paler than a paper sheet. Apparently, not all the children had gone with my mother.

TRIGGER WARNING I woke up completely famished. My mind was urging me to get up and eat. I crawled carefully over Jamie and Sebastian who were in bed with me. I stepped silently over the other four to make my way down to the kitchen. I got down there and started making a huge pot of noodles for spaghetti. I started cooking ground venison before grabbing more uncooked venison out of the refrigerator to snack on while everything else cooked. Once the meat was done, I drained it as I leaned against the counter, continuing to eat the raw venison.

She hovered there, bent over, shoulders hunched, her side pressed against the sofa, blocking me, shielding me while she shook, head tucked to her chin, arms tight to her ribs, protecting her organs. The weeping and screaming and laughter whipped toward some kind of crescendo, and something inside me screamed run, but I couldn’t move. I couldn’t protect my soft parts; I couldn’t even turn my head. And then a distant door slammed into a wall as it was flung open. New shouts filled the air. “Fire!” “The commissary is on fire!” Declan Kelly and his favored males rumbled in disbelief. “It’s burning down!” They ran, stomping up the stairs, their frenzy put on hold like it was nothing at all.

The cops and the military are being used as a firing squad. “You need to move now.” Rebel says and I’m pulled away by Wild Child just as Rebel heads back, changing her appearance to that of herself. I am always in awe of that. She walks with her gun in her hand and joins the firing squad just as the disgusting maggots run screaming for their lives, only to be shot dead as they leave the hotel. It is a bloodbath and one I am glad Honey was not physically involved with. I run into the hotel that we are using and see medical teams have set up a triage in the dining room and the victims are being tended to. I see Honey helping with them as well as the men and women she called in the favours with

With the tight deadline, I didn't have time to accompany Leon to social events. That evening, Ella invited me out to celebrate my birthday. "Estie, meet me at Whitmore Hotel tonight. See you there!" The hotel was right by the sea. When I arrived, Ella was already waiting with a mischievous smile on her face. She said she had a surprise for me, then blindfolded me with a silk scarf and led me toward the beach. "Alright, Estie, you can look now!" When I untied the blindfold, I saw a grand, dreamlike castle had been set up on the sand. Fireworks lit up the night sky and rose petals covered the ground.

’ Ruby screams in my head, trying to pull me into the fire to find our pups. “I feel… I feel Jacoby’s death, I feel Thane is on the edge… I can’t feel anything else, Mummo they’re in there. Phoenix, Gunnar, and Roan are in there with Ares and Kitty,” I nearly scream, feeling so much panic coursing through me as I try to focus all my energy on the burning structure in front of me. ‘They can’t last forever! Raven, move, the fire won’t burn you, our pups need you!’ Ruby orders, trying to force me to move and walk straight into the fire.

"Help! Let me out! The apartment's on fire—" Coughing, I curled up in the corner of the bedroom, covering my mouth and nose as I called the pack guards over and over on the pack comms. The kitchen was already in flames, licking up the cabinets. Thick smoke rolled in from the living room, stinging my eyes. My pup kicked inside me. A sharp cramp twisted my gut. There was no way I could shift. The call finally connected.

Some other people began agreeing with him. "I was wondering why she brought so few food supplies with her. It was all because she knew how to find water for herself anyway! Then all of our previous efforts have been wasted for nothing!" "We're in the middle of an apocalypse! The longer we spend time searching for water, the more likely someone would die from thirst! Don't you feel any sense of responsibility?" "I would have shown my abilities a long time ago if I were her!" I watched as the crowd stepped closer toward me with menacing expressions on their faces. Suddenly, I felt as though I had returned to the days after I was abandoned by Jasper, and I was getting helplessly shoved, tossed,

“Trap us in here.” Smoke curled thick and fast, choking the chamber. The fire spread with terrifying speed, flames licking higher, heat searing my skin. My lungs burned as I coughed, clutching my belly tighter. Kael’s head whipped toward me, his eyes flaring. “We move. Now.” He grabbed my arm, hauling me toward the broken wall where Darius had entered. But more hunters appeared, blocking the gap, their torches blazing. Behind us, the fire raged hotter, smoke turning the air black.