Novel & Cerita Hunger Games Fanfiction

But she was gone, and it ate at me. I pushed through the throng of kids heading to the cafeteria, eyes darting to every corner. Lockers slammed, laughter echoed, but no sign of her messy hair or those swollen eyes. My mind raced with dirty thoughts—picturing her alone somewhere, crying, her tits heaving with each sob. I'd find her, wipe those tears with my tongue, suck on her neck till I left marks. Claim her as mine, fuck her slow against a desk till she begged for more. The ache between my legs grew, my panties damp just from the fantasy.

Not food in the usual way, but something more than basic, more intimate, more wonderfully scary? I glanced at Reed. He was still, but the heat coming from his body seemed to get stronger, reaching me even from across the foam lining. His eyes met mine, unblinking, red, burning in a way that made my stomach twist. I had bought him thinking he would fill the empty parts of my life. Now I realized… it was I who would be drawn into his hunger. I reached out slowly, carefully, my fingertips touching his jawline. Reed leaned a little into my touch, a tiny shiver running through him. My own pulse pounded in response.

But the latter was stubborn, now it's two hands the one holding. “You don't have to go Hace, I know you hate cooking. You prepare eating, eating me.” She was saying that to Hace but she was looking at me with a smile. My cheeks got hot, with anger. This girl has really thick face, what is she going for? Hace is also eating me and—what am I thinking? “ Just let go of my fiance's hand Hillary. That's enough time I gave you, maybe I can take my fiancé again." I pressed the other fiance, he just grinned and stood up.

Phedra Elizabeth sighed, with a bored look on her face. “Why is this journey so difficult?” [Owner has another method. It's using unresolved money for the heroine.] "This is impossible. My family is still waiting for this money. I cannot spend it frivolously.” [Please continue.] "What happens? Bored already? Don't want to make the next leg?" Suddenly Duncan Hiddleston appeared from behind. “Also a little. Feeling pretty tired.” “Do you want more sugar in your body?” "How? I also started to feel hungry.”

That Alpha, there is something in him. "That hungry?" Vanessa, who is beside me, asked. I looked at her and nodded my head uninterestedly, I will not lie because that is really how I feel. My stomach feels like it's burning inside, but I won't tell anyone because I know they feel the same way too. Hunter and Steel went to grab some food, and I don't know where they will go to find those, and if there are really foods in this part. It's dark and cold, I wish to have my bed at this time, and hug my favorite things ever, my laptop. I wish I were with dad, laughing with the other agents because of some silly jokes, eat my favorite cake and coffee and the most important thing is I wish we are sti

she couldn't handle it herself. This was the basic respect he had for her. "Hmph, he... never mind. I'm starving. Arguing with him is just a waste of my time." Fiona angrily snatched a skewer of grilled meat from Gabriel's hand. She was eager to eat but ended up burning her mouth on the hot meat. "Ouch, it's so hot!" She sounded like a little sister from next door who had been wronged, making people both want to laugh and feel sorry for her.

“I’m starving. I haven’t been able to keep anything down the past couple of day.” Both men looked at each other like they were having a private conversation before looking back at me. “I’m going to call the pack doctor and have him come here immediately.” Hunter said as he reached into his pocket and pulled out his cell phone and left the room. I found that as my cue to slip back into the kitchen and grab more bacon. Deciding on just taking the whole plate back into the living room with me I sat down on one of the chairs near the couch where my mother laid. Hunter returned to the living room announcing that the pack doctor will be here soon as he eyed me as he looked down at my plate of baco

Kyle~ Everything hurts. My bones. My muscles. The light in my eyes. Light. Light? I felt around me and realized I was lying flat on something itchy. Flickering my eyes open slowly I began to register - I was outside. It was daylight. I was… on grass. My eyes adjusted and I sat up stiffly, everything aching beyond belief. “What in the Hunger Games is this?” I asked no one, my voice gravelly. When did I last speak?

She was dripping down his balls, trembling on the edge of coming, with her brother just steps away. Alex opened the fridge. The light spilled into the living room, almost reaching them. Ethan’s cock throbbed inside her. He smiled darkly against her neck and slowly rocked his hips once… twice… pushing just a little deeper. Lila’s mouth opened in a silent gasp. Would Alex turn around? Would he see his little sister impaled on his best friend’s thick cock? The fridge door started to close. To be continued…

Fiona stepped forward cautiously. “Sir, dinner’s ready. I made your favorite,” she said softly. “I’m not hungry,” Lyon replied without stopping, heading straight for the staircase. “Mr. Lyon, please,” Fiona tried again, desperation creeping into her voice. “You need to eat something. You’ll get sick if you keep this up.” Lyon paused at the bottom of the stairs, turning slightly. His gaze was cold, his tone curt. “I said I’m not hungry.” Without another word, he ascended the stairs, leaving Fiona standing there with tears welling in her eyes.