روايات وقصص ضمن Hunger Games Fanfiction Watching The Future

I waited for the right moment to claim her, and then a Lycan from the past owned her, “What shall I do?” “Eliminate the past so the future will continue its course. You will take over when he’s gone.” “Kill the Lycan? This is absurd!” I walked out. The thought of killing Davon grew on me, but that would not be easy. “Nixon, so? Did you get your answer? What did Mia say?” Irish was waiting for me outside of my cabin. Curious, as always. She got this attitude that she wanted to be the first to know the news.

I started reminding myself internally, taking deep breaths again and again, forcing myself to calm down. Then a cold gust of wind blew past, snapping me awake. Right. Whatever had happened, future Veronica already knew about it. After all, she was the one who told me to come. I immediately pulled out my phone and messaged her. "I can't reach her. I am already in Ridgeview. Is there any way to know where she is right now? "Please reply when you see this." I sent several messages in a row. Future Veronica replied almost immediately. "Look at how anxious you are. Does this mean you already liked me back then too? Just say it. Do you like me or not?"

“Have you ever met an eighteen year old wolf boy?” “It doesn’t matter,” Preston goes on. “There are no Alphas in town.” “There will be. Soon. I sensed them when I came in.” “Shit. Really?” I nod. “Mara's vision… let’s just say our future’s looking a little bleak.” I finish my wine and get up. “I have to check on Greg.” “Wait,” Preston says. “Tell me what Mara saw.” “Tomorrow,” I say. “I really want to spend some time with my family tonight.”

“The next problem. The next enemy.” “And now?” A faint breath left him. “Now I think about things I shouldn’t.” My chest tightened harder. “What things?” Hunter looked at me silently for a second before answering. “A future.” The word settled heavily between us. Because suddenly both of us were thinking the same thing. Would we even get one? I swallowed hard. “What kind of future?” Hunter leaned back slightly against the pillows again. “Quiet.” That answer surprised me. “No war,” he continued quietly. “No councils. No blood everywhere.”

“Do you know that or are you just saying that?” “Saying it.” I sighed, because I wished I could know for sure, but seeing the future has been so damn hard as of late. With everything relying on Elara and her decisions, the future is so hazy and only getting hazier as she grows. Getting a clear vision has been harder than finding a leprechaun.

She interrupted herself by looking elsewhere. I approached her and caressed her fur. She looked at me and I smiled at her, so she knew I wanted her to continue. She took a deep breath. "Kyle, I saw part of the future when the war takes place, and to cut it short... you won't get out of it alive, but..” She was about to continue but the ground began to crack and I fell into a hole. End of dream

The man will have a happy future with the woman he love and their children who will look like dolls. My Kelsea will never be considered, and my daughter is my proud child, only I will be proud of her because no one cares for her. I looked at Gerald, who was still staring at me intensely, but there was no expression in those eyes. The eyes that used to keep me drowning when I looked at him were no longer comfortable. When I looked into his eyes, he always described the fear of the future that I would live without him.

For the first time, she was really scared. The boy next to Mara became a chalk. “Oh no.” “What?” asked Noah. “That should not have happened.” “WAS shouldn’t have happened?” The boy showed the book. With trembling hand. “It has changed.” Silence. “What has changed?” The boy looked at Mara. Right in the eyes. “The future.” Mara felt her heart. “The future cannot be changed.” The boy smiled sadly. “But.” His gaze wandered to heaven from darkness. To the book. To Morrigan.