Hunger Games Finnick Odair Novels & Stories

Marais went first, flashing through the underbrush like a golden specter. One man barely had time to scream before her fangs found his throat.Simone was next, slamming another to the ground with surprising strength, her voice low and fierce as she fed. Odessa took the last one—fast, efficient, draining him until his heartbeat stuttered and failed. Her golden eyes glowed like twin suns in the dark. When it was done, they stood together in the clearing, blood staining their lips and hands.“For Junie,” Odessa said softly. “For Junie,” Simone and Marais echoed.

"The Holcher family is even more mysterious than the Hollis family. Naturally, you haven’t paid attention to them." After a moment, he continued, "There are three hidden families—Hollis, Dragomir, and Holloway." At the mention of the Holloway family, Finnick’s voice clearly carried a note of disgust. Naomi immediately sensed something off about his tone. Given his familiarity with hidden families, it was likely that Finnick had some connection with them. Before Naomi could ask more, Finnick confessed, "Naomi, I’m from the Holloway family." ***

Victoria's face turned deathly pale with anger, and her entire body trembled. "Nonsense! I don't even know you!" But Finnick remained completely unfazed. "You don't know me, but your mother certainly does. Back in our village, everyone knew your mother was my sweetheart. "If I hadn't been unable to scrape together enough money for the bride price, we'd have gotten married long ago. "I spent two years working away from home to save enough money to marry Audrey. But when I came back, she'd already married another man.

Giovanni: “No, please, please don't.” The maid tried to escape, but I laughed, shaking my head before biting into her neck. I ate her flesh and watched her fall, her body going lifeless within seconds. “But I am hungry. I believe that you know that the alpha should never be hungry.” I whispered before dropping her body. “You all die very quickly. Why don't you let me enjoy you?” Blood dripped from my fingertips, falling slowly, rhythmically onto the marble floor beneath my feet. Each drop echoed louder than it should have, louder than the faint gasps and screams that had long since faded into silence.

I whisper “Because I knew that you could never kill me. You became a monster and you still couldn’t.” “She might not, but I will.” Finn pulls his knife from his pocket and slams it into Sadie’s chest. Her deep blue eyes are wide as Finn smiles. “Did you really think I was going to let you, a pathetic, dirty human, get out of here alive?” He drags the blade down through her chest and into her stomach. Twisting it as he stared into her eyes. Sadie starts to cough and splutter. Large droplets of crimson spray from her mouth and over Finn, but he just smiles. Her eyes lock with mine.

My teeth elongated and without hesitation I sunk them deep into her flesh and began to drink the sweetest essence I have ever tasted, as the beast within me became instantly satisfied with the taste of our mate. Slowly I retracted my teeth from her flesh and licked the wound shut, as I pulled away from her neck and looked into her hooded eyes as I lick the last drop of her blood from my lips. Something about this felt so right being with her and I had to once again wonder if my parents had gotten it all wrong when they had chosen Lexie for me and not Lena. But the memories of Lexie still haunted my mind even as my body screamed to me that Lena was our mate and I found myself in an internal w

“Why is he here? I don’t know him.” The boy smiles and holds out his hand, as he replies, “I’m Finn. I’m so glad to get to meet you. I’ve heard so much….” What the heck? Ignoring his outstretched hand, I whip my focus towards my friend and hiss, “Owen, that still doesn’t explain why he is here with us. Stop beating around the bush and tell me why he is sitting with us.” Owen smiles and then turns towards Finn. As my friend pulls Finn’s outstretched hand back, Owen replies, “He is my mate. He is my omega.”

During study hall, everyone in the classroom was going through their homework. Meanwhile, I had my earphones plugged in, playing a mobile game. My teacher and classmates all noticed this, but no one stopped me. After all, I was the state's top scorer. The headmaster gave me privileges, and I could spend my time how I wanted. However, the new dean of students had no idea. He snatched my phone away and bellowed, "What's your name? What do you think you're doing? Everyone else is working hard, so why aren't you?" With a deadpan face, I answered, "My name's Finn Wood." "You're at the top of your year, right? Just because you have good grades doesn't mean you get to disrespect your teachers!

The spy was caught in the archives at midnight. A young wolf named Finnian, barely seventeen, with sandy hair and a nervous smile that had always reminded Ela of a younger version of Kai. He had been part of the rebellion from the beginning. He had fought beside them in the battle against the Silencer. He had brought Ela tea when she was too exhausted to leave her room. He had asked her about Istanbul once, curious and earnest, wanting to know what the human world was like beyond the academy's walls. She had trusted him. She had liked him. And now he was kneeling in the center of the Council chamber, his hands bound with silver chains, his face pale and wet with tears.

Before anyone could react, he grabbed a fruit knife from the table—the one he used to slice Corinne’s fruits every day—and drove it straight into her chest. Corinne’s eyes widened in disbelief as blood gushed out. She looked at Trevon’s twisted face one last time—then went still. "Don’t look." Sawyer gently shielded my eyes with his hand. "I’ll get you out of here." Sawyer bit the tip of his finger, letting a drop of blood fall onto my fish scales. He pressed them carefully to the place where my legs had once been. Seraphina clapped and squealed with joy. "Mommy! You have a beautiful fishtail again! Just like mine!"