Hunger Games Delly Novels & Stories

“No no Jane,” she persisted, getting up from her seat and making me sit down. She offloaded the tray and nudged me to eat. “You have to eat first, so you won’t pass out. You haven’t eaten in days!” She yelled and I instantly felt really bad for her. She’s a very good and kind person and didn’t deserve this happening to her. I thought of over a million ways I could convey the message to her but it just wasn’t working. I couldn’t bring myself to do it. I couldn’t bring myself to deliver such terrible news. But I needed to let her know. Just hopefully, she wouldn’t be as delusional as I was in my marriage.

The girl shook her head, "No, sis! I'm just someone who knows Kang Ilham! You're so beautiful! No wonder Kang Ilham loves you!" "Thank you for the compliment! You can do it! You're beautiful too! Oh...so, you are...but wait a minute, you look so young! How do you know Kang Ilham? I'm supposed to call you sister, right? And what's your name?" Alicia exclaimed again. The young girl just nodded, when Alicia recognised her as young. With a sigh she said. "I'm Della, sis! I live in one of the boarding houses that my parents own! I'm still in the third year of high school, Ksk!" she said with a slightly forced smile.

"Miss Hasani, I see you’re not in a condition to keep talking nonsense. Judging by your actions, I’m afraid I might lose my temper and strike you." Hazel was skilled in martial arts, and Delilah knew this. Seeing Hazel step forward, Delilah was almost scared enough to sit down in a heap, but thankfully, Damon caught her. Once she made physical contact with Damon, Delilah felt she had regained some dignity in front of Hazel, and she clung to him tightly. "Damon, I think something might be wrong with my stomach too. Could you support me? I’m afraid I’ll fall and hurt the child in my belly."

How his glasses had managed to stay on this long was a mystery to me. The biters behind Deli Dude fought to take his spot, and one woman in a pleated skirt tripped, falling face first to the ground. She reminded me of Mrs. Kingsley, my biology teacher. I hated her and science. I took aim at the side of Mrs. Kingsley's head as she struggled to stand. Doing what Grant said, I exhaled slowly and pulled the trigger. Mrs. Kingsley's brains splattered on the ground before she faceplanted.

Dahil patuloy pa rin naman na umeere ang TV Patrol ay wala kaming ginawa kundi ang maghintay na magpatalastas na. "Del Monte." sigaw niya ng lumabas si Drew Arellano habang hawak hawak ang pineapple juice ng del monte. "Ha? Eh company name naman ang binanggit mo eh. Madami kayang del monte, pwedeng spaghetti sauce at pwedeng yaan na pineapple juice." sambit ko na kinatawa n'ya.

Tamara answers. “Hmm, yet another thing to figure out,” I murmur. *** The following day while at lunch with Camila, someone enters the restaurant and catches my eye. I stop eating and watch. Her blue eyes scan the room, stopping once she spots me. She smiles, her eyes shining with an evil glint, and approaches my table. The Louis Vuitton heels she’s wearing click against the wooden floor as she walks. “Hello, Delilah,” she says, smirking devilishly.