Hunger Games Peeta Novels & Stories

Hunger turns adults into legal scholars with tin cups. Pete accepts his bean stew with dramatic injury. He has been doing this since day three. Maya has never corrected him, partly because the theatre is harmless and partly because she cannot say "Pete, I have notes on you from before the world ended" without it sounding worse than it is. He looks up, catches her eye, and for a second there is something there. Not suspicion exactly. Recognition, maybe. The kind that arrives late and sits quietly until it finds the right moment. It has not found the right moment yet.

he asked Pea, who was still ruminating on the subject of his own birth. “Oh, we just lope around till we strike some stock,” Pea said. “The Captain knows where to look.” “I hope I get to go,” Newt said. Deets clapped him on the shoulder with a big black hand. “You in a hurry to get shot at, my lord,” he said. Then he walked over and stood looking down into the unfinished well. Deets was a man of few words but many looks. Newt had often had the feeling that Deets was the only one in the outfit

"You're such a baby." "Whatevs. You like like him," Peyton sang back. "Quentin is this hot guy in her homeroom," she explained as she reached Kiersey and took over the pancakes in the pan. She picked the wooden spatula and flipped the first pancake to the other side, shaking the contents of a salt shaker over the bubbly top.

Sevastian was about to follow the same path as the girl when a book caught his attention. he immediately picked it up and opened it. a note popped up to him on its first page. This is Peach the human (not the fruit) If you ever found this please don't you ever dare to flip on the second page. Don't be a gossip girl and just contact me on the number that's provided below. So Peach is her name. What an interesting name. I hate that fruit. He hates the origin of that fruit. It is because of seizure of the territory of the philippines.

Tristan hands me a plate full of hot dog with ketchup , some potato salad and other appetizers , he refused to give me pepsi till i finish half my plate. I wait till he's busy handing other pack their food and throw the eggs over the trees behind me. "Tris can i have my pepsi now?" ~nala "Let me see that plate.....baby you only ate the eggs" ~tristan I pout and give him my best puppy eyes " pleaaaseee pleassseeee" "You can have juice if you want" ~Tristan I scrunch my nose at that , i want pepsi he don't allow me much sugar and today is special.

Lord Petyr said, a small smile playing on his lips and his eyes shining with something close to greed. I felt sure that the marriage pact between Hera's father and him were all a ploy to gain power through his son. I do not care about his scheming but I care very much about his claim to my mate and I knew that if he as much as utter any more words, he might find himself dead in the next minute. "Lord Petyr, if I were you, I would shut the fuck up, I do not think my mate takes pleasure in your utterance" Hera said, staring at him with Ill concealed hatred.

“But I am not surprised to see that you disobeyed me. you will learn to listen by the time I am done with you.” He looked at Issa and sneered. “You know, seeing you up close, I just realised that you are not as scary as you think you are. I mean fucking your own niece? Where is the shame?” Issa said nothing as he glared at Pete. I was sure that he was thinking of many different ways to rip him apart. “So, how do we do this?” I asked, mirroring his stance.

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.

he waves her off, taking a bite of his pizza. "Sam is really nice too, she's done nothing but try and help me adjust here" I tell them, and Ava sighs. "Fine, I'll go" she drops her head into her hands, letting out another dramatic sigh. "Thank you" I smiled. My phone buzzes then, and I pull it out, my brows furrowing at the notification. peyton_williams requested to follow you I click on the notification, and go to his profile to see that it is, the same peyton from class, the same one who says nothing to me. I accepted his request, and sent one of my own. It approves immediately and a message follows suit.

Hades spoke with his voice overflowing with sarcasm and I took a deep breath before following the gaze to where he pointed. Peta was tied to the ground with iron chains that burned his skin, he was in the center of a lava lake not being burned by lava for a few centimeters. His face was unrecognizable, bruised, cut, blood. His right arm bled a lot and I wondered how much he would still take. "It’s time to end the show, Alice. Say goodbye to your boyfriend."