Hunger Games Oc Novels & Stories

Where we stood, moonlight bathed over us brightly, causing our eyes to shift back to normal shade. "Got nowhere to go?" The same guy who tried to kill me said, stepping forward. "Can't believe you girl could run this fast." "We've been training for the Olympic game," I said, desperately trying to keep our covers. "Whatever you are," he said. "You'll be our dinner tonight, little babes." "Over my dead body," Octavia said and pulled out something from her dress pocket. I realized it was her flute. "Oh I see you girls need a romantic lullaby, eh?" they laughed together.

“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?”

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.”

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?

"Apparently he was trying to sneak in and startled her, but we all know the truth. She got tired of him. The same way she'll tire of you." I can't help but steal a glance at Deoné, feeling like a true idiot for having bought her story. Wenton adds, "She's an Omega-hater just like us. I think she was trying to lure you in to get rid of you, though. Is that right, Deo? Did we ruin your plans? Sorry about that! Then again, I don't think your pet truly understood what we meant. Omegas seem to have problems with communication." "Must be their small brains," the dark-haired male jokes.

Along the wall were a few Omegas in chains, thin and whimpering. Lucas walked towards what looks like the kitchen and grabbed some bowls and water bottles. He started placing the bowls in front of the Omegas and pouring the water into them. The Omegas immediately started lapping the water up like they were dying of thirst. Their hands were chained so they had no option but to drink this way. When Lucas got to the last Omega that looked like he was literally just bones he winced.

The experience was the same, the bland food, the tests and excruciating exercises, tv was trash and everything was going the same way just until…. The door burst open just as my eyes lazed around the clock it read 12:45, exactly then did my doors burst open. It was a slow torture for our eyes to meet, he looked dishelved and tired, looking exactly how I felt inside. “Hello Oma,” Orion says with a wink in his eyes.