Novel & Cerita Hunger Games Peeta

Meanwhile Beth was having an empty stomach, with the worms doing a battle, making growling sounds. She didn't even want to go meet her Uncle Tunde, because she knew he would eat his own food as well. So she didn't want to be a bother, and decided to stay on her seat. Feeling really sad about the food she just lost. She could recall when she had anticipate eating the meal, right from the moment it was being put in the flask by her uncle Tunde. Beth watched as the other kids are their food, and began salivating. Until Pete came to her sit, with his flask of food, then placed it untop of her desk.

“What the hell is this Jim?”Peach asked angrily.“I uuumh decided to uuuumh drop by for some ummmmh details on the school uuumh,”he stammered to say.“Just drop it.Can you explain how the fuck I signed this?And why you are showing up here with these fucking flowers when you are supposed to be at some fucking meeting?”she asked.“Look this is my office not a space to settle your problems.I suggest you go home and sort out whatever this is,”Hermione said.Peach sat down.There was a moment of silence.“Are you both having an affair?”she asked.

North had gotten a call from Nicholas just now while she had been upstairs. Nicholas said that Pete had come to Peacevale and wanted to have a meal with her. North was very excited as she waited outside the mall. Not long afterward, someone with an otherworldly presence showed up in her line of sight. He was walking over with Nicholas next to him. North excitedly jogged over. “Uncle Pete!” Pete was in his early forties. Though there were signs of age on his face, he carried himself with an easy confidence. He also had an innate pride that spoke of someone cultured. When he saw North coming, he nodded languidly. “Always so impetuous.”

Anastasia The smell of roasted meat and firewood hangs thick in the air as dinner gets served. I watch the others shuffle toward the long tables inside the main tent, the usual setup for high-ranking hunters. Pete’s already there, flanked by his favorites, the polished silverware clinking like some kind of performance. Pete's laughing at something one of the hunters says, like always, like nothing’s changed. His hands move easily, slicing meat, passing bread, playing the part. But his eyes, his eyes are doing something else entirely.

The cold seems to have jolted some of the dread right out of me. To my surprise, Ethan has rekindled the fire, even though he was eager for us to depart. He sits in front of it, his thick forearms resting on his raised knees, looking completely relaxed as he munches on a piece of bread. He mentioned he would join me in the water. Just as I’m about to question what kind of alpha makes empty threats, he lazily turns his head. He scans me from head to toe, seemingly noticing the goosebumps on my bare ankles and the chattering of my teeth. A smirk spreads across his face.

Pete shrugged, “nothing yet alpha” “Keep looking for her” “Of course” After that he bowed lightly and turned to leave but I stopped him. “Until when will you give this attitude?” “What do you mean, alpha?” “You know exactly what I am talking about!” I clenched my fist, “quit acting like a spoilt child and do what you are supposed to do to find the Luna of the pack” Pete scoffed, pressing his hands against his waist.

I half yelled. " Okay, bla bla." He said swiftly turning and heading towards the opposite direction. I shaked my head slightly, before turning back continueing my journey to the dinning room... As I dug my fork into the well made Pad Thai. And as I mulch on it, my mind drifted back to what I heard. Is Pete the fake Pete? If he was how come they have same voices. Pete is a jovial person and I don't believe he could have masterd Krit's cold reaction so perfectly.

make it a night to remember! I was lost in the flashback and recovering but Pete didn't skip a beat, dropping to his knees and looking up at me, nodding with a big grin, "That was hot, but let me give you a fluff...you have to finish the job." He turned his head to me and pretended to whisper a secret, "After that, somebody's probably ready to explode."

18. Chased Ximara's POV As I stood there, the gym lights felt harsh, and my breath caught when I saw Mr. Z. Muscle Pages was the last place I expected to find him. His gray-blue eyes were fixed on the barbell as he effortlessly lifted it, and his scarred face was clearly visible. I had prepared myself for anything that would connect him to that evening at Z-Fire, be it recognition or a glimmer of acknowledgment. He had called me Peaches. To the kiss that had become an indelible part of my memory.

,’ she mindlinks him, using his own words on him. ‘Believe me sweet pea, I want to do more than stare. You know how much I love pea soup, right? Well I’m looking at the most delicious pea soup ever made and I want to dig in and stir, taste, slurp and eat the whole thing until I can’t eat no more.’ Leila gulps, her mind giving her perfect images of how she’ll be treated as his pea soup and she unconsciously traces circles with her fingers round her hard nipples. ‘I didn’t ask for a show,’ Tatum smirks, ‘but I won’t complain.”