Hunger Games Quotes Novels & Stories

every quote or motivational speaker failed in front of her one true desire of dieing because she gave upon her living. I did right or wrong I don't know, but I fed her poisonous food with my own hands which she ate happily, I literally cried in my mind with every bite I feed her and she cried really but she said they were her happy tears. And that was the last forehead kiss I gave her, before she got lost into oblivion. Flashback ended.

“Do you realize what you just said? Those two babies are innocent. How can you bear to let them starve—” “I even want to kill them, so why can't I bear to let them starve?” Sharena snapped her fingers as if she had just had an idea. "How about I just let them starve? Actually, I want to put them in the middle of the forest so they'll be eaten by wild animals or rogue starving creatures, but that sounds really cruel, doesn't it?"

“Is this the story that touched your heart?” Julian whispered to the girl beside him after Katniss went to the toilet. Without turning around, Mia nodded. "Then you must have been lying," Julian muttered before taking a deep breath and straightening his back. "The story of Katniss Johnson's struggles in life doesn't touch my heart at all." “But, isn't she great? She manages to be successful even though her family's mediocre,” the girl objected, finally glancing at the man with a languid look.

I lifted my head, gawping at him with my serious gaze. “I AM SO HUNGRY THAT I COULDN’T EVEN OPEN MY MOUTH, OR THINK STRAIGHT. YOU SHOULD AT LEAST GIVE ME SOME FOOD BEFORE ASKING SOME FOOLISH QUESTIONS, YOU KNOW!” *cricket sound*

I fell to my knees and to the ground, losing all consciousness. My long lashes fluttered weakly against each other once more before they gave up and I felt myself being carried away by strong hands. Everything is over now. It was all gone. ****Author's note**** Please leave a vote and your thoughts. 'Everything is over now.' Do you believe that is true? Anyways, from the quote of Hermann Hesse "Who would be born must first destroy a world.” Chapter Soundtrack: Ghost town by Benson Boone

“I see in your eyes the same fear that would take the heart of me! A day may come when the courage of men fails, when we forsake our friends and break all bonds of fellowship. But it is not this day. An hour of wolves and shattered shields when the age of Men comes crashing down! But it is not this day! This day we fight! “ “Is he seriously quoting The Lord Of The Rings: The Return of the King right now?” Alex asks the table, but his mate shushes him. “I picked up on the three different Game of Thrones quotes, myself,” Lumi tells his son. “I caught one or two of those as well,” Chad says with a chuckle. “So he is quoting movies, books, and tv shows to us to what? Get us in some kind of fight

Mara leaned closer to me, whispering, “You don’t have to.” Maya whispered louder, “But it would be legendary.” I closed my eyes for half a second hoping Ivy would scream and call me stupid but she was silent. However, for the first time, hunger wasn’t just pain. It was energy. It was something alive, something mine. I opened my eyes. “Fine,” I said. “I’ll do it.” The man’s face lit up like he’d just won the lottery. “But,” I added, lifting a finger, “I don’t do cheering. I don’t do crowds touching me. And if anyone calls me ‘cute’ while I’m eating, I will break their jaw.”

Always watching. I looked at the tray. Watery broth, a chunk of bread gone stale at the edges. Steam rose in thin curls, filling the air with the faint scent of onion. My stomach growled, loud enough to make my cheeks burn. But I stayed still. Hunger was familiar. Hunger was another chain. Still… Cassian’s words haunted me. Survival isn’t about pride. It’s about being alive tomorrow to make another choice. I reached for the bowl. The metal was warm against my fingers. Slowly, I ate. Every swallow scraped against my throat, every bite tasted like rust. It felt like defeat, but it was fuel. Not for Reyes. For me.

with his head bowed low Diego said, his whole body was filled with endless injuries, and there was no sign of it healing, obviously caused by the poisoned chains. “There’s nothing to be sorry about. Those who failed and betrayed the pack are the ones who should be sorry,” I said softly. “You’re all warriors who fought till the end, so never bow your heads low.” They lifted their chins, and I met their eyes with determination, hoping to instill some strength and courage in them. “Enough of the bravado talk already, and let’s get down to business!” Rebecca shouted, her hands clenched into fists, her voice tinged with urgency and frustration.

Caption: Because if everything I loved was going to burn, I’d be the one holding the match. Lucian’s: A copper dragon curled around a dying star, wings shredded, still refusing to let go. Caption: Because some fires are worth becoming ash for. Jax’s: A lone wolf watching his pack get slaughtered by hunters wearing Council rings. Caption: Because I learned real early that family is the ones who bleed with you, not for you. Li’s: A girl in a dark room, typing code while the world ends outside her window. Caption: Because someone had to hit record.