Hunger Games Peeta Novels & Stories

I answered with a frown, "I do know him and I know that he won't hurt us. He won't hurt us." "How do you know that he won't hurt us, Pandora?! We saw that man put a bullet in between someone's eyes just two weeks ago!" Lexy exclaimed, her voice higher than it had been. They looked at me for an answer and after some silence I responded, "because I see him in my dreams..."

"You give me beautiful gifts. You hold me when I cry. You defend me to the pack. You're perfect, Pete. You're everything anyone could want. And all I can think about is how Stark would feel if he knew about this. About the necklace. About you holding me. About how the mate bond pulls at me even when I don't want it to. How much it would hurt him to know I'm here with you while he's... wherever he is. Probably suffering. Probably alone. And it's all my fault." Pete is quiet for a long moment. I can hear his heartbeat, steady and strong. Can feel the warmth of his hands still on my face. Can smell the pine and earth scent of him mixed with my own tears. "Can I ask you something?" he finally sa

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.

"And not just protecting me because it is the right thing to do." Pete hummed thoughtfully, taking another bite of his food. But I could feel his eyes on me, assessing. I looked up at him. "What?" "Nothing," Pete said, but his smile suggested otherwise. "Just thinking." "About what?" "About how you look when you talk about him," Pete said simply. "Like you are already half in love with the man." I felt my face burn. "I am not—" "It is alright," Pete said gently. "Your secret is safe with me. I am an omega too, remember? I understand what it is like to want something you are not supposed to have."

“So… if I want a hug, I have to give her food first?” “Welcome to the world of men,” Maritza cut in. I nudged her with my elbow. “Do not teach dark arts in front of the kid.” Ash held out a tiny dino piece to Pepper. “Pepper, this is dino meat. If you eat it, you get strong, then you hug me.” Pepper sniffed, then licked, her tail flicking. In three seconds flat, the dino vanished. Ash glowed. “She LOVES me!”

The power I have. "I m sorry Peaches, forgive me", Hunter huskily said nuzzling his head in my neck and biting my ear lobe because he has ear biting kink. I wonder if he's a cannibal, I give him a scrutinizing stare. "Are you a cannibal and plan to make me fall for you before you like murder me?", He simply laughed making me give him a blank stare. "You are a strong woman, I'd be down before I even think of attacking you", I grinned widely at that and I played with his smooth soft hair.

Petra was having pizza while watching another serial killer documentary. "I am back," I chimed; she didn't tear her eyes from the TV. "Welcome back, hope you are better now." "Yeah, I guess we are having pizza for dinner then." I pulled off my shoes that were killing my toes while heading for the stairs "I ordered an extra box. Also, I covered up attendance for you today," Petra shouted from behind, I rushed up the stairs to my room. I never really understood why Petra preferred such a large 3-bedroom house but I was starting to love the homely feeling it gave me

I finish chopping the melon as Anthony walks in taking a piece shoving it into his mouth, I shake my head picking the remaining slices up placing them in a lunchbox for the fridge. "Thank you again for doing all this doll, I just hope she appreciates it" he sighs leaning against the counter still chewing his melon, while I put the rest of the fresh fruit in the fridge "I'm probably just overreacting it's gonna go fine, now I have you and Amelia, there is nothing she can say which will bring me down" he smiles, pulling me closer to him with his hands on my waist, I try to pull away which doesn't work I was trapped in his arms.

Charles said with curiosity. “Yeah; I know you like yellowfin tuna. It has chili peppers too,” Peyton said, and glimpsed at Charles’ face. “I have regained my appetite,” Charles said with a smile and stood up from the couch. “I know you like a poke bowl,” Peyton said. “Yeah…; please, come and serve me my food,” Charles said. “This film is interesting and I can’t afford to miss any action. Margaret, go and give your uncle the poke bowl inside the oven,” Peyton said. She glimpsed on the television screen and Margaret simultaneously.

Eric gapes at the woman that sits before him with a sigh skidding through his parted lips— the metal bars being the only thing that separates them. Taking a seat on the concrete floor with his hands on his knees, the man tilts his head; studying a sobbing Katniss who has her head bowed.