Novel & Cerita Hunger Games Fanfiction

Alexander Pov I started walking with a huge pain in My Heart into the Jungle. Even though The Mysterious Event has kept me in thoughts, still the thought of Darcy and how badly I was betrayed ia Killing me. Like any other Victim, I too don't want to think about Things that gives me but I Am not able to Control My Thoughts. It is as if My Mind is not even in My Control. There is something that is craving to Kill Darcy. Recently the craving has increased to an another level. Don't know why I don't feel Good. I feel Restless and something in me is asking me to go in search of Susparia. That One girl who was in extreme Pain and was troubled. I kept receiving same Kind of hints asking me to go to

“We have only one month to plan, darling.” She winked. The gesture was casual, playful to anyone watching, but I saw the venom underneath. She wasn’t excited. She was taunting me. Reminding me that in thirty days, she would marry Darlington Hunter, and I would officially become Chase’s stepsister. And everything we’d done, the bathroom, the pool ledge, the hallway kisses, all of it would be incest in the eyes of the world. Her friends cooed and clinked glasses. I stood there, my bag still on my shoulder, feeling the weight of every lie I’d told myself crash down.

He took her by the arm as I watched, my stomach knotting as he slipped further and further away. – I stared at the moon from my bedroom window, listening to the crickets chirp in the night. After tossing and turning for hours, I gave up on the idea of getting sleep tonight. Knowing Zarek is in the room across from mine is enough to have my head spinning all night. Out of nowhere, a burst of hunger emerges in my stomach. It struck me as odd, since I had plenty to eat at the party. I tried to ignore the urge, but it grew until it turned to pain.

I can't even find Beth to get money. "I hate this",I pace as I wait for him to come back but he doesn't. Once I leave my room I don't see anyone not that I'm looking. I go make food and sigh sadly. I deserve to be happy I make a sandwich. I deserve good dick too. Hunter pov At the end of the last movie we carry the pups to bed before heading to our room. Hannah is sleeping in my arms as I carry her while Lucas walks beside us staring. "She looks like an angel",he murmurs softly.

Lena tells me and I shake my head and turn back toward Xavier and Tyler, and say, “They are both lying to us.” “We know they are lying but we can’t find the Alpha to prove it.” Tyler tells me and I turn back toward Dane and ask, “Where is your father?” “How the hell should I know where he is.” Dane says to me and I step closer to him. “Dane, I am not in the mood to play your games. You see I have had a really bad last couple of months and now my husband is dead and I may lose control at any time now and I don’t think you want that to happen now, do you.” I said as I let my teeth elongate so he can see them. I hadn’t fed in a few days and I could feel the burning in the back of my throat tell

I gasped against him, flames surging sensual, licking along his jawline in teasing ribbons that drew a low growl from his chest, his hands sliding down to grip my hips, pulling me flush in heated press. “Yes,” I breathed, breaking the kiss just enough to speak, voice husky with the bond’s undercurrent, my nails raking lightly down his back—trails of fire leaving faint glows on his skin. “But the game evolves. Inevitability waits—patient, adapting. Selene’s hesitation wasn’t surrender; it was recalculation. The council will twist our proof, bury it in subcommittees, dilute it with 'interpretations.' And the Hunger...” I trailed off, feeling its subtle ripple again, like a lover’s hand ghostin

“She made me kneel by the stove. Said, if I wanted food so badly, I should learn to respect it. She pressed a metal spoon from the fire against my skin. I screamed my heart out, but she didn’t stop.” Jacob’s hands tightened into fists. I heard the faint crack of his knuckles. I could feel his anger rising behind me, but I couldn’t say anything. I was barely keeping myself together. “She said scars teach obedience,” I whispered. “That hunger was punishment for being born wrong.” My chest tightened, and a quiet sob escaped before I could stop it. I pressed a hand to my ribs, trying to steady myself. “They burned you for hunger?” Jacob’s voice came out low and broken.

The First Heir lunged violently. Silver power exploded from her body. “STOP TALKING!” The Hunger blocked the attack effortlessly. Darkness swallowed the silver light whole. My breath caught. Impossible. Flash The First Heir kneeling alone in darkness. Starving. Crying. Broken. Then the Hunger whispering softly: “Let me carry the pain.” Silver light dimming. Silence. Present I froze. No. The Hunger looked at me carefully. “She understands.” The First Heir looked horrified. “Don’t listen to it!”

] A cracked, metallic voice echoed from somewhere above the tents. I kept running. I didn’t have a chance, even though the pain surged sharply every time I put weight on my leg. I had gained a heart, but I didn't know that this one scream had gained me the attention I didn’t want. I was like prey locked in a cage full of human monsters and evil ghosts. I was running to nowhere, no specific lair. Just running, feeling ghosts everywhere surrounding me. I shot a glance back and the girl was still hunting me with that sharp candy stick.

I said, my voice barely audible, avoiding Anthony’s gaze. As I stepped outside the cafeteria, I could feel the pain growing even wider in my chest. And it was so stupid! A month from now, Anthony was just Anthony, my best friend from childhood, now it’s ANTHONY! The one I want so bad, the hot guy who’s living right next to my room…the irresistible arrogant Anthony, who I started to daydream about!! ******************** “Stop it Anthony!!” I said, I was bothered of the way he was tickling my stomach while I was trying to continue cleaning all the dishes that were left.