Hunger Games Peeta Quotes Novels & Stories

“You actually think you have the right to talk to me like that? You’re pathetic. And let’s be honest—everyone knows it. Even your precious brother thinks you’re a joke.” My stomach churned as my eyes flicked to Ethan. Of course. He had to be here, leaning against a table like he owned the place, his golden hair shining under the cafeteria lights. His grin was sharp and mocking, and I felt my face flush. “What’s so funny, Ethan?” I demanded, taking a step closer. “Look at you,” he said, voice loud enough for half the cafeteria to hear. “Running around like you’re some kind of hero. Pathetic. You’re chasing after Jaxon now? Slut. Everyone’s thinking it.”

– Davine says, with a tear in her eyes. - This idea is not mine. It was always something I heard my parents say. “One hand washes the other”. If we all come together, no one gets hurt. - You know that Herry helped some rogues to form small packs, because there was resistance to letting them join. “Not all rogues are feral. Some just want a safe place to raise their family, friends and a pack that welcomes them.” . This phrase was one of the last ones your father said to me before hell broke loose. Katniss, the wisdom of Herry and Mary is implanted in you. You will be an excellent queen. I foresee a good future… when we finally defeat the Council. – Kurt says, losing his big smile.

I know what I'm doing. "You really do." Percy added. "You know you're starting to sound like a little devil on my shoulder." I eyed him suspiciously. "I'm just being honest." He shrugged. Kiran: Zerena, I know you're a fu.cking badass, but please consider sitting this one out. I don't want to lose you. Me: You won't lose me. I may not be a phoenix, but I can't die. Remember? Kiran: Doesn't mean the babies can't.

"You were the predator," Pim retorted, finally pivoting in her chair, her face a mask of cold, exhausted fury. "But you were the predator inside a fenced enclosure. Every kill you made, every enemy you dismantled, was just protein for Mother’s political growth. You fed the beast, and now it’s grown large enough to swallow the entire city."

“I am. And you’ll have to visit me in a sad post-dropout cave where I eat instant noodles and cry about standard deviations.” “Sounds cozy. I’ll bring marshmallows.” “You’re not helping.” I nudged his foot with mine. “You’re going to pass. You’re terrifying when you’re focused. Like, genuinely scary.” “Flattery,” he muttered, “will get you nowhere.” “It’ll get me more pizza.” “Don’t push your luck.” We both looked at the empty box. Only one crust left. He stared me down. I stared back. “This is war,” he said.

- He kissed me on the forehead. -I regretted doing it, but now I like it.- The truth is that this style suited me.- And now you are going to prepare a good breakfast because I am hungrier than Katniss in the Hunger Games.- I pouted and patted myself in the tummy. -You are a strange little person- He made a strange noise in the back of his throat. I figured it was a kind of ... weird laugh. It can be said that I was not the only case of insanity in my family.

"That is why you should always have a plan B, what is your plan B? To ask me for help? Well, that's going to fail because I'm not going to help you" "Peyton's child is alive" Jenna said, crying and Helen swallowed hard.

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."

Yulia spat maliciously. That's my girl! Pete glared at her and whispered in a deranged voice. "When I am alone with you," He said. "I will make you regret those words, Yulia." I felt Yulia shudder and I knew that it was time to up the game. Pete would understand what fear was tonight.

“Bold words. Dangerous ones for someone whose head should’ve been on a stake last week.” “But it’s not. And as long as I’m alive, there’s hope for my freedom. Death is the least of my fears,” I say, my gaze unflinching. Katniss sobers, her smug expression returning. “Do you know why people call Fae foolish creatures?” I say nothing, and she takes that as her cue to continue.