Hunger Games Mags Novels & Stories

Marshall ripped Mag's pants off, the sound of tearing fabric filling the room as he pried Mag's knees apart, exposing him completely. Mag blubbered, his body shaking uncontrollably, but Marshall was merciless. He began his work with the knives, stretching Mag in the most brutal way imaginable. That is precisely what Mag liked to do to Deirk and me. It was almost scary I didn't have to give Marshall any instructions past there. The blades glinted in the maroon light as they moved with cold efficiency, cutting, probing, and tormenting.

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Minet and Lacey both said in unison once they ran over to where Lizz was wiping her mouth from a recent vomiting fit, seeing the damage the beetle’s magma blood had done to Rex’s body. Markus had just arrived, quickly taking in the scene, he bolted over to Ulna, “I’m not as proficient as Rector or Rex, but I will do what I can to try and help her,” he said to Marcia, closing his eyes and taking in deep breaths to calm his rapid pulse, he was still a little fatigued from a recent battle, after a few seconds, he was calm enough to draw upon the magic required for his magical evaluation, he was not skilled enough for it to show others but himself, and once it lit up above Ulna, his eyes dropped

The council, which included Professor Pops, Heathcliff, Cindy, Coco, and I, agreed to let Valencia attend the Seven Magics Academy. I thought it was going well, but apparently, the girl enjoyed starting fights. She was a beautiful young woman with dark hair, light brown skin, and brown eyes. Her navy jacket was unbuttoned, revealing her white shirt underneath. There was blood on the collar, and I sighed. At the moment, she was seated in the chair opposite my desk, her head down, and her hands in her lap. "Am I to understand you picked a fight with a witch and an elf during lunch?"

And their collective screams of horror tingling in the ears in a pleasurable way. I’m rather met with disappointment, however. It’s just dear old Magen looking at the Madman like she’s never seen a ghost in all her seventy-something years of life. She’s slowly backing away from him, her wrinkled and frail hands clutching the edges of her apron. Hunter cracks his neck before his eye begins to gleam with the predatory instinct of a being who has toyed with death way too much.

"You fell in love with that Arisa?" I smiled at her before turning to look at her boyfriend who just shrugged his shoulder and struck the pins perfectly. "Why not? Tell me what do you think of her and everybody else. Tiana? Bailey? Hillary?" "They are a bunch of plastic," Maggie answered so quickly. I shook my head. "That's not true. Have you ever been on their table?" "Of course not," Maggie replied smugly. "As if they have time to invite us in and it's not like I would feel happy about it anyway. They're enjoying how everybody worships them from afar."

Mia asked Lakshmi as they both made their way to class. "Even if a gun was pointed to my head… I won't still eat this" Lakshmi threw the chocolates in the nearest dustbin as she cleaned her hands with the rag in her bag. When the two girls entered the class, Alyssa noticed that neither of them was holding the box of chocolate and that really angered her. How long were they going to ruin her plans? How much more would she have to try?. Banshee's POV At the castle I rolled my eyes when I saw that the King was in the swimming pool with 6 girls wearing nothing but a p*nt and br* that barely covered them.

"And every time we walked past a food street, the first thing you'd do when you got home was do the laundry and take a shower. You always said the smell of the smoke and charcoal clung to you." Maggie continued babbling, repeating things I had complained to her about in our previous lives. I had long forgotten most of them, yet she still remembered them clearly. But none of that mattered to me anymore. Right then, Scotty—whom I'd called over—arrived and quickly pulled Maggie up to her feet. As if afraid I was going to do something to her, he shielded her protectively like a mother hen. I waved my hand impatiently, my face full of disdain.

I sighed loudly as I took in my surroundings; there was a small kitchen connected to a small dining table and next to them the living room that was dimly lit and poorly furnished where Jack slept on an armchair hugging the backpacks, with his legs hanging awkwardly on the side and Mia was laying down on something that looked like a couch. I approached Mia and the second I saw her, my heart skipped a beat inside my chest. She had cuts and scratches all over her feet, her hair was a complete mess, her pyjamas was soaked wet and dirty, and she had her eyes wide open, staring at nothing as her tears silently rolled down her cheeks. She was in her own world and oblivious to everything around her.

Gregg said firmly to his subordinates. "Yes sir! I'll go back to Country Z maybe she hasn't traveled to another place yet. Especially to the Mover City. For a teenager like her, much ideal to seek help from friends or teachers... I'll start from that circle first since in my investigations she doesn't have many friends since she was a bully victim. She's a castaway from then on..." Hanz stop from what he was about to say. "What? Because his father is a member of the most wanted organization in the country L and related to Margola?" Gregg was a bit annoyed with what he was about to say. Margola is the leader and the no. 1 most wanted drug dealer in Country L.