Hunger Games Monologues Romane & Geschichten

But instead, he leaned back, eyes half-shadowed. “When I was ten,” he said slowly, “I learned that hunger is louder than fear. My father died in a gutter. My mother sold herself to keep me fed until she couldn’t anymore. Men like me don’t inherit thrones, Elena. We carve them out of other people’s bones.” Her throat tightened before she could stop it. She forced her face neutral, reminding herself this was the game. But something in his voice—flat, matter-of-fact, almost bitter—slipped beneath her defenses.

I had promised never to run again, promised never to complain again, even promised that he could take away every comfort, every luxury he had offered me. Just please, don't leave me here because every hour inside this room felt like an eternity. How was I ever supposed to leave? Who would rescue me? I was dead. To all of Creekwood, I was dead. To everyone who might help me, I was dead. And how on earth was the Moon God not hearing me? "Master?" My voice cracked. "God?" I looked around the dark room as if he might suddenly appear. "You hear everyone. You see everything. That's what you said. Why aren't you listening to me?"

This action of her causes a scene as on-lookers from nearby crowds emerged. “You have no right to judge how I live my life. You also have no right to insult my choices. You have zero rights to insult the man I love and lastly you have no permission to declare him dead, do you understand me?” Katniss seethed angrily at Ludale then let go of his shirt violently. It caused him to stumble and fall back to the bar table which almost caused the glasses to tumble and break. “Your discernment of people who aren’t so privileged financially is absurd. You, my mother an everyone else who shares that belief are the problems of the world. To hell with all of you!” Katniss snapped and Ludale laughed at he

His gaze darkened. "But it seems like she didn't have the answer. Oh….. now I remember, she is a fucking mute," he barked. Zian growled like a caged animal and snatched himself from John and Austin's grip. He dashed towards Hedrick and hitted him with every might in his body. Hedrick coughed blood, making everyone's eyes widened in horror. Kaya had turned into ice by now.

"I just wanted everyone to know that you're mine, and that they should think twice before touching you." My nose prickled, and I hummed quietly in response. Julian suddenly inched closer, pressing his forehead against mine as he called out softly, "Elena." I met his gaze, noting how close his face was to mine. His lashes were long, and his eyes reflected the lights outside the window. They looked like starry pools. "If anyone picks on you in the future, I'll make them suffer a hundredfold." He said this so nonchalantly, but my heart tightened nonetheless. I tentatively began to say, "Hayden—"

Now I realised I wasn't in the slaves prison anymore. All my memories before I passed out came flooding back to my head. I remembered Lennon's head fell of his neck ane his blood splashed on my body, but I couldn't see who was behind him. I need to get out of here, I need to find Elia " hello is anyone here" I called out. My throat felt sour, Gosh I need to drink water. At the same time my stomach growled angrily. Aish! I'm so hungry . I remembered I haven't eaten anything it even taste water for the pass three days wait! How long have I been out? It's a miracle I'm still alive.

I had been working tirelessly, completing my chores without complaint, yet there was nothing for me to eat. I mustered up the courage to approach my mother, my voice filled with desperation. "Mother, I've been working all day, and now there's nothing for me to eat. Please, I'm starving." She turned to me, her expression filled with disdain. "Starving? You dare complain after all the trouble you've caused? You should be grateful for the scraps that fall from the table of Devlin." "But Mother, I-" "Silence!" she bellowed, her voice cutting through the air like a whip. "Did I ask you to speak? Did I give you permission to question me?"

He cupped my cheek, his warm hand a comforting weight. “God is truly kind,” I whispered, looking into his eyes. “After all the pain, this joy feels like a miracle.” James leaned closer, brushing his thumb along my cheekbone. “Let’s start over, Katniss. Let’s rebuild everything from the ground up. I know there will be challenges—hard ones. But this time…” He paused, his gaze firm and filled with quiet determination. “This time, let’s face them together. Don’t give up on us. Don’t give up on me.”

I bit my lip quickly and looked away, pretending like I said nothing. The morning was usually quiet except for the crunch of our boots against the dirt and the faint rustle of leaves above. Finally, I was back in my body, but it felt heavier than before. Every step I took reminded me that I was getting fragile and weak. My hunger gnawed at me, clawing from the inside, but I kept silent. I didn’t want to say anything and I also didn’t want to ask. What if they laughed? What if they got annoyed? What if they told me Omegas don’t deserve food before warriors eat?

Dad slapped me and scolded me for being an ungrateful pup. But Dad, you once said that I was the most mature and obedient pup in the Moonflash pack. I was afraid that Mom would worry, so I didn't dare to tell her even though my stomach hurt terribly. However, Dad went looking for her to show off triumphantly. "See, Ray ate raw meat today and she's fine, isn't she? You're just making a big fuss over nothing!" Mom put an arm around me and sobbed until her shoulders shook. I was very upset. Perhaps I was a disobedient pup. Otherwise, why couldn't I eat raw meat?