Hunger Games Oc นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Scarlet, who was looking at the whole situation with wide eyes, sighed and rushed over to me like we just witnessed a school fight. "Ohmigosh- that was so fucking cool!" She exclaimed as she sit down beside me and buzzed with excitement. This gurl literally gulped 2 bottles of fucking vodka yesterday and still looked like a beauty. Fuck world algorithms. Can someone just take my order? I am fucking hungry, Hunter crossed his arms clenching his jaw, he brought his hand up to rub the back of his neck and then formed tight fists. Is he....jelly? This was going to be interesting.

What about Olivia? ***

“You two have never gotten along and I don’t understand why. Alice is a bit of an odd nut, but she’s not that bad.” “I tried to befriend her the other day and she told me to go away,” Oriana said as she smiled and took the slice of bread. “My mouth is watering just from the aroma.” She turned to Olga. “I’ll have to get your recipe.” Olga gave a warm smile to the young woman and nodded. “Is that a zombie?” Imogene asked as she put her face as close to the glass as she could to look out. “Am I seeing right?” Then, spotting Rex and Arthur dragging two more tightly bound zombies behind them, she gasped, “Are these men crazy?”

It rolled across the room like a wave, crashing over me. She pulled out a tiny bottle of sanitizer and rubbed her hand like she’d touched something diseased. “You’ve got a lot of nerve for an Omega,” she sneered. “What’s next? Going after Luca? Or maybe Conrad Firstchild next? Or will it be Kieran Duskmoor?” I blinked, stunned. “Omega? I’m not sure what you mean.” A boy near the back leaned forward. His eyes glittered with interest. “Should I play with your pheromones? See if you drop to your knees and beg for my cock?”

olivia P.O.V I observed Troy out of the kitchen with a frown. I hope he isn't irritated at me for pulling out of the hug... it is simply that the noise he used to be making scared me. I'm not positive why however Lilac and I have been very jumpy and on side lately. 'I comprehend we be capable to have confidence him because he is our mate however as an alpha he still scares me...' I stated to Lilac as I followed Troy, admiring his muscular frame.

She comes around the side of my desk so she’s facing me as she lifts herself up to sit on the edge of the large mahogany piece of furniture. “Hello, my love.” She returns my term of endearment with her sweet smile calming my somewhat frazzled nerves. Seriously, fucking vampires? “Yup, fucking vampires.” She says, picking up on my thoughts through our mind link. “How are Amber and Leia?” I ask, hoping our two little daughters aren’t too scared. “They’re fine.” Zella smiles, “they and the other younger pups are making Halloween decorations with some of the omegas. They’re probably covered in glitter at this point.” Ah, glitter. The herpes of the crafting world. Because you can never get rid of

On the wedding day is the10th day. Oh my fucking goddess! This is worse than the poison killing me! ["Calm down, Bram.”] Golden mumbled as I dropped the spoon in my hand. I took a deep breath, l should go for a run to calm myself. I stood up, my appetite gone. I can’t do this. “Omega?” Maya is confused, her eyes questioning, "Are you dissatisfied with the food? l can quickly make something else if you don't find it edible." "No, no the food is good. l'm just not in the mood to eat right now.”

"Nah, they usually eat what they can catch or find. Phin treats the omegas like dirt. They're not allowed to eat the same food or participate meaningfully. I do what I can to help, but most are close to feral." I frowned, remembering the scene from the other night. "I saw a girl at the fence with a little blonde boy. Who are they?" "Essie? She was a house omega until she ran off and came back pregnant a few years ago. The kid's name is Oxxy." I all but seized up at the name. Oxxy... like Oxford. I'd met the girl at a bar named Oxfords. Could he be mine? I tried to stay composed, but my mind was spinning. "Oxxy, huh? How old is he?"

Six years ago, when Adom got the results back from the doctors, he couldn't process what Omega said. His mom was an omega, and he loved her dearly, but he also saw how omegas still got treated in this society and how it was hard for them to find a good job. They even had to watch out for alphas when they were in heat, or they could be attacked.

Olivia rolled her blue eyes before hitting Tiz with her pillow, sticking her tongue out at him. I giggled again and snuggled deeper into my sleeping bag, holding my pillow as I waited for Owen to begin the story again. I might be the youngest heir, but I’m not scared of some campfire story. I’m an alpha heir. Being five doesn’t mean I will fear whatever story Aunt Talia made up to scare Owen and Olivia. Besides, it can’t be that scary. Right?