Hunger Games Movie Script Novels & Stories

Kendra's POV I awoke shivering under a blanket of fresh snow. I couldn't move and I knew that the snow was still falling. "You have to get up Kendra," I said out loud to myself. I tried to sit up, but the moment I tried to move my leg the pain shot through my whole body. It was so intense that I instantly felt sick to my stomach. I laid back feeling defeated and helpless. I never thought that it would end this way. It wasn't going to end this way, I thought to myself. My will to live started to take hold and I made myself slip into a crawling position. I pushed everything out of my mind except the will to live and started to slowly crawl. There was a fallen tree just a few feet in front of m

A parody of the sleek bob she used to spend hundreds maintaining. He tilted her chin up with two fingers. Forced her to meet his eyes. “There,” he said softly. “Now you can eat better, baby. No hair getting in the way.” Ross’s lips trembled. Fresh tears carved clean tracks through the grime on her cheeks. But she didn’t stop eating. Couldn’t. Hunger won over dignity every time. Sebastian stood. Turned to Helen. She was watching from her cage, face pale, mouth open in silent horror. “You’re next,” he told her, voice light. Almost playful. “Soon as you’re hungry enough.”

When Lila finally stirred, she did so with a trembling breath and a pinched expression of determination battling apprehension. 'I want this so badly, Dad,' she said, her fingers quivering slightly. _'But I'm also terrified of what lies ahead with this Hunger Games fiasco," Wilkins explained. If I somehow fall or let that awful woman's nasty ultimatums get the best of me...if I fail-'_ Ethan lifted a calloused palm to cut her off, his gaze ringing with calm resolve.

She tried to ignore it, but the hunger gnawed at her insides. The girl who had been dragged in earlier, the one with blood on her thighs, approached April with a small plate of food. "Here," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't eat. Not after what they did to me." April took the plate gratefully, her eyes filled with empathy. "Thank you," she whispered back. They shared a silent moment of understanding before April started to eat. As she chewed mechanically, the room was filled with a tense silence, broken only by the occasional sniffle or muffled sob. Suddenly, screams echoed from the male slave quarters. The girls rushed to the small, barred window and peered outside.

"Sir, you're in a high position, it's not easy for you to crush little ants like us, I'm Serena's best friend, of course I don't want her to suffer, if she wants to be with you in peace, it's the equivalent of climbing Mt. Everest with your bare hands, it's simply not possible, the relatives, the redheads, the brothers around you, they'll be looking for trouble with her tirelessly, and she won't be able to live in peace for the rest of her life. So you are not the best choice for her." Matthew's brow furrowed in denial, but the door to the room opened again and Serena stood in the doorway, "Why don't you follow me?" Without another word, Matthew took her in stride. Scarlett breathed a sigh o

" You hungry?" " GET OUT!!!"

Zander said as he watched her. "I'm supposed to be on set today, but I couldn't go because of our picnic. I guess it's all worthy. There is a scene in my movie where the lead characters need to go on a picnic. I've been looking out for a place that will be good for that scene. This place is not bad," Scarlett sighed. 'And now, he's even talking about work.' "Let's eat," she told him. He smiled and said, "Thank you for the meal," and used his fork to pick a tangerine and put it in his mouth.

“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.

HIGH SCHOOL REVENGE BY HEARTCODE CHAPTER 7: FOOD FIGHT *Tiana POV* Why the hell is he staring at me like that? I thought as he looked at me. Everyone turned to look like me like I was some specimen that they were dissecting. Great, just great. Now I feel naked. I took my juice box and sipped from it, and it was already empty and that was the only sound that was being made. Aidan gave me a look that I had no idea what it was, but it seemed to mean something. God having all eyes on me, was such a bad thing, I mean I haven’t killed anybody yet, I decided to stare back at him, Romeo. He started the whole stare thing and there was no way in hell that I was going to back down. Immediately I looked

Audrey's POV I sat by the window, watching the raindrops fall to the ground as tears fell freely from my eyes. The hunger pangs in my stomach were a persistent reminder that I needed to find something to eat, but sadly, I was out of groceries-and I couldn't, and would not, go out there without any assurance I wouldn't be shot on sight. I hadn't been able to move since last night. The fear of being killed was just a feeling I couldn't seem to shake off.