Hunger Games Excerpt Novels & Stories

I groaned, attempting to rise, but my legs trembled beneath me, forcing me back to the floor. I grunted in pain. Tears welled at the corners of my eyes as I crawled like a wounded animal toward the food by the gate. I settled in front of it, poking the bacon cautiously to ensure it wasn't a trap. Then, with the plate in hand, I hungrily devoured the eggs and bacon. The taste barely registered amidst my ravenous hunger and my mouth's soreness from cursing James all day.

I spoke through clenched teeth, "Hans... f*cking... open your eyes... and look at the world we live in..." "Let go of Captain Cloude!" Lucas suddenly lunged forward, only to be kicked away by Hans. Winnie hid behind him, revealing half her face while flashing me a victorious smile. However, the sharp-eyed Lucas noticed a red dot on her arm. "You... You were bitten by a zombie?"

She tried to ignore it, but the hunger gnawed at her insides. The girl who had been dragged in earlier, the one with blood on her thighs, approached April with a small plate of food. "Here," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't eat. Not after what they did to me." April took the plate gratefully, her eyes filled with empathy. "Thank you," she whispered back. They shared a silent moment of understanding before April started to eat. As she chewed mechanically, the room was filled with a tense silence, broken only by the occasional sniffle or muffled sob. Suddenly, screams echoed from the male slave quarters. The girls rushed to the small, barred window and peered outside.

Chapter 8: Good girl Pov: Nyx I looked up as the door to my cell creaked open. My stomach was hollow with hunger, and my throat burned with thirst. It had been days since I'd had anything to eat or drink, and the ache was starting to consume me.

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-Katherine- My entire body is on fire, but I find myself unable to move or call out. My mouth hurts, and my gums feel like I’ve chewed on too much Doritos and got shards stuck in them. With heavy eyelids, I drift off to sleep, but a few hours later something claws at my stomach and I wake up. Hunger - soul-splitting hunger. “What the fuck are you doing, little lamb?” Gabriel’s voice interrupts my chewing and I peer up at him while chewing at the leftover pizza in the fridge. I’ve had six slices, but nothing is stopping this fucking feeling.

Starved Passion::: "Mr Gilbert!" Ivana screamed banging on the door, she could see smoke coming out of the room, great fear came upon her, as she waited for the security men. Few minutes later the security were on the 40th floor, evacuating the other occupants, they quickly opened the door with the spare key.

*** Katniss The smoke rose in front of me while it suffocated the air until the world appeared to disintegrate bit by bit. The warm liquid blood from my pelvic area spread across everything in view. The heat which flowed onto the earth seemed to taunt me as it vanished beneath the surface and washed away all remaining hope. My strength drained with every breath I took, each one harder than the last. My vision swam in a haze of smoke, the edges of my sight flickering, threatening to pull me into the darkness. I couldn’t breathe. My chest felt like it was being crushed, suffocating under an invisible weight. Every shallow gasp I took was a struggle, as if the air itself was abandoning me.

My body is so used to only going to bed at like three in the morning and wake up at seven that I know it’ll take forever to actually fall asleep. “I can get you a book or something to keep you busy?” he suggests and my face immediately lights up. He sees it and with a chuckle, he gets off of the bed. He leaves the room and a few moments’ later returns with an old battered copy of what looks like The Hunger Games. Fitting, both characters stuck in a place and being able to climb trees. “Hope it’s alright” Chase said, “Got it from Chevy. She’s obsessed” “It’s perfect, thank you” I said, putting the book down next to me. Chase leaves after telling me once more to not run away and then I’m left

The darkness disappeared. The white space became bright. The Hunger transformed. Its monstrous body dissolved. What remained was a small child. A frightened little girl. She looked no older than six. Emily stared. "She's just a child." The First Mother nodded. "The Hunger was born from fear." Emily knelt. The child looked at her. "Are you going to hurt me?" Emily shook her head. "No." "Why?" "Because I know what it's like to be afraid." The child slowly reached for her hand.