Hunger Games Glimmer Book Novels & Stories

Laughter rang louder. Elara bent to pick it up, fingers trembling. “Don’t bother,” another girl smirked. “Cafeteria’s no place for beggars.” The laughter pressed harder, suffocating. Elara’s vision blurred. But beneath the humiliation, something inside her stirred. A warmth deep in her bones, coiling, rising. “Move,” she whispered. The girls smirked. “Or what?” Elara lifted her head. A light other than her own burned in her eyes for the first time. Behind them, a faint, golden, and living fire flickered.

His deep eyes caught mine the moment he stood up to introduce himself in class. He got stuck with a desk in the back corner. On his way there, he tripped at least seven times. One evening, as I got to school, I saw a bunch of kids rushing toward the alley out back. Lucy Thompson, my classmate, out of breath, stopped me and said, "Isabella, they're saying the new guy is getting the tar beaten out of him in the alley. Let's go check it out." She pulled me along to the alley, and right as we got there, I heard someone shout, "You think you can steal my girl, you bastard?"

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?

The black thorns weren’t growing like normal plants. They slithered across the white sand, more like snakes, twisting themselves around the villagers’ ankles as they screamed. Every time a thorn touched someone’s skin, that golden glow faded away, leaving just smoky gray behind. “My head!” the Auditor yelled, dropping to his knees and clutching his recipe book. “I can’t remember the smell of bread! Only the hunger! Only those starving years!”

I slid the book over to the left of the table so I could pull out the book that the sprites had bestowed upon me, maybe it had some answers. The heavy grimoire hit the table with a loud ‘thump’. I let my fingers trace the shimmering rhinestones that lined the cover of the elegant literature before finally opening the book to look inside. To my surprise, when I opened the book a bright flash of light came forth, blurring my vision. I yelped aloud from the surprise of the light blinding me all a sudden. I blinked several times trying to clear my vision and when finally I could see again I noticed that I wasn’t inside my hut anymore.

Akshara’s heart pumped more blood to know that she was the next to read that weird book with an eye. The book went to Azile who was got on her feet from an unknown faint. The weird look and efficiency of the book thrilled Azile and pages opened to her in words written in mud, “Awaken Love, Shall Not Be A Delight. Let Thy Onus, Vex Your Soul; Perish In Disgrace.” The prophecy book with an eye moved towards Akshara and stood in front of her. Upon eye to eye contact with Akshara, the book flipped its pages and finally settled in a page to uncover her prophecy; the letters appeared in blood made of gold. The prophecy of Akshara,

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…

"How do you know what the glow means?" "Because mine does the same thing." Grace held up her own hand. Let it glow softly. "When I'm scared, I glow. When I'm angry, I crackle. When I'm happy, I just—shimmer. Like this." The glow became warm. Golden. Beautiful. Maya stared. "You're five years old." "You said that last night too." "It's still surprising." "I know." Grace stood. "Come downstairs. Reaper made real breakfast. Not burned this time."

The girl was afraid on what she was seeing and wanted to scream for help because of the horrific sight before her, when she heard the word "RUN". from Kim who struggled on the floor panting and growling like she was about to pounce on her anytime soon, the girl quickly dashed out in a flash without waiting for Kim to finish her statement due to fear when she saw Kim glowing different eye colours. On Kim side, she was thirsty for blood and she sense the girl was human even when she tried suppressing her hunger telling the girl to run cuz if the girl would have hasitated that minutes, she would have sucked her dry.

“We sit in their cages.” “Look, Mr… whoever you are. I appreciate the nostalgia trip, I really do. But unless you’re here to slip me a file baked into a cake, I’ve got a twenty-to-life timeshare to get back to.” “My name,” he said and the room seemed to get colder, “is Lucius. And I am a liaison for The Glimmer.” Oh. Shit. The name hung between us. The Glimmer. The secret government of our secret world. The folks who made the rules we actually had to follow.