Hunger Games Film Quotes Novels & Stories

“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.

Do-Yun says before passing her a plate of food. Sook-Ja nods "I will. But first, let's talk to your mother." she says looking at the man. Do-Yun's smile drops for a moment, but he quickly goes back to his smiling self when he realises that Sook-Ja can't see it. "We will Sook-Ja soon." "You always have excuses right? Sook-Ja adds. Do-Yun doesn't say anything, he just nods and continues eating their dinner. ~*~*~*~

Her eyes flick to the tray of food I still haven’t touched. “It might be your last meal,” she says, flat. Unblinking. She looks drained. Like her soul’s been scraped clean. “You can never really know what Zeke wants,” she mutters. “He’s one of the real monsters. What he did today was nothing.” The food still smells good. My stomach growls loud enough to echo. I feel the hunger deep in my bones I pick up a fork. Take a bite. It’s not hot anymore, but it tastes like survival. The second bite is even better. I don’t stop.

I knew refusing food during a kidnapping plus being pregnant probably wasn’t the smartest survival strategy, but watching a woman get shot tended to kill a person’s appetite. The footsteps came again eventually. Alessandro appeared outside the cage looking annoyingly composed while I sat there looking like a rejected horror movie extra. His gaze dropped briefly to the untouched food. “You should eat,” he said casually. “You killed someone.” “And starving yourself changes that?” My throat tightened. “Just because that’s normal in your world doesn’t make it normal.” A muscle ticked in his jaw. “I’ll keep that in mind.” He tossed a folder through the bars. It slid across the floor and stopped b

“They’re going to drink the grog!” “Now you speak? Lucky me!” I answered sarcastically. “I was just pointing out that your plan was about to work so we could go home.” She snarked back. “As soon as they drink it. I need to see it, Cinna. After what they did to me, I need to see them pay.” “I know.” She replied much more kindly, understanding my need for revenge. A raucous sound rent the sky, what I assumed was meant to be a battle cry. The creatures mimicked their leader, lifting their cups high in the air. And then it happened.

from the last installment of the Hunger Games series. {Wracked by guilt, the Mockingjay has started placing hidden cameras in a room of the hotel. We can’t let the Boogeyman escape this time or the Mockingjay will get spooked and decline to testify against the Boogeyman. She might even discard all the valuable evidence she has collected.} {I’ll notify the police once you’re on the way. But Kate should rescue Francine before the cavalry arrives because graduating students of CITS High can’t afford to figure in a scandal of this magnitude…}