Hunger Games Excerpt Novels & Stories

My fangs ache, hunger clawing at my insides, and the part of me that is more monster than human whispers that it wouldn’t hurt to take just a little. Just enough to stop the gnawing hunger, the exhaustion dragging me under. Pierre sees the hesitation in my eyes and presses forward. “Please.” I shake my head. “Please.” I squeeze my eyes shut, my body swaying. My hunger is an unbearable force now, burning through me, my throat raw and aching. “Drink,” he whispers. I give in. I lunge. The moment my fangs pierce his skin, his blood floods my mouth—sickly sweet, tainted with whatever chemicals they’ve been feeding him.

Jules’ POV The moment Aegon was gone and I was sure his footsteps had faded completely, I moved. There was no grace or any dignity. Just Primal and desperate hunger, Like an animal. I lunged for the tray he’d left just inches from my reach and tore into the bread, fingers trembling so hard I could barely hold the bread up.

I knew this was what was needed. “Thank you Vex.” I said, as he walked over to slouch in a tub chair at the corner. I turned my eyes to the meat and did not waste time. I tore the leg with such force and brought it all to my mouth. I tore into it with my teeth. It was a war but one I would win. I kept going over and over. I decided to sit on the floor with how intense the situation was. The hunger felt like it would kill me and I was a beast. My whole face was bloody as I dug in, the floor a mess. I kept going, not even breathing, just biting. I felt like a starved animal.

The team were sent into a deep sleep with a representation of the original world by Zeus The team were sent into a deep sleep with a representation of the original world by Pandora The team were sent into a deep sleep with a representation of the original world by Epialos The team were sent into a deep sleep with a representation of the original world by Pete The team were sent into a deep sleep with a representation of the original world by Maria The meal before them in the first chapter of Greek wars was actually - The dead body of one Maria Brain and squashed animal feed Fly and chicken torso Khloe's body Blood and rotten meat The wine from the meal they had in the first chapter represent

Glassy, fever-bright, but hers. “I told you,” she whispered, and there was something in her voice that wasn’t her voice. A second note beneath the first, colder than winter, older than gods. My stomach turned to iron. “Tell me what’s in you.” Her throat worked, and when she spoke, the cavern seemed to listen. “The First Hunger.” The words were smoke and ash and starlight, and they hung between us like a blade. I wanted to deny it. Wanted to believe it was impossible. But I’d seen the way the void vanished, the way the tether snapped when she pulled it in. She hadn’t closed the rift. She’d devoured it.

Their mother stood up, filling their plates with food. Hunter stared down at his plate of white rice and stew and felt his appetite decamping his body. He looked up to find everyone digging in silently. He gradually picked up the spoon but felt a hit on his rib and turned his head to find Malva, the eldest sister giving him a pointed look. Hunter didn't need to be told twice as he emptied his plate in seconds. "Poor thing, you have been really hungry," Their mother tsked and shook her head pitifully. "Do you need more,?"

~. VELIA.~ "I bring this meeting to a close." I said leaving the council hall with my maids trailing behind. "Your Highness, today is the Grand Finale of the Hunger Games, would you like to watch it?" one of my maids asked and I nodded, handing her the documents I was holding. "Yes, so please prepare a seat for me at the projection site." She nodded, walking away with the other maids. Today had just begun and I was already exhausted, as I walked through the hallway I spotted a blonde-haired male with green streaks talking to the council members.

It’s as if she feels guilty for being able to eat well when I couldn’t. “The first Reaping after I took the job made me see that there was something very wrong happening with the food. I was not quite old enough for the Reaping but I watched along with everyone else. I saw it then. The girls were underweight. Many of them looked like skeletons while others had little meat on their bones. But what was the oddest was the girls who were from the families of the leaders in the village had a very healthy. They all looked as if they ate plenty and some if even looked as if they ate over the amount that a person should.”

The Hunger roared in terror. And for the first time since the beginning of creation… The Witness smiled. 👁️ ⸻ Because the truth had finally begun to awaken. ⸻ End of Chapter 46 To Be Continued…

Her stomach growled but she ignored it, knowing that there was no way he would send food to her that day, she’d better start getting used to going hours or days without food. Phoebe climbed up to her bed, and a soft moan escaped her lips as her back kissed the dressings that caressed her refreshed skin. She turned to the back of the book, and read the synopsis. Satisfied with what she’d read, she turned to the first page and began to read, inhaling the rusty smell of the book in delight. But she hadn't read up to two lines when Lucas pushed the door open.