Hunger Games Quotes Peeta Novels & Stories

"That's too late, Ethan doesn't take no for an answer! I can't believe you practically starved yourself but had the strength to yell at me, were you feeding on anger?" I chuckled at his sarcasm. "I wasn't ready to get Ignored besides the peace I got In the last two days was more greater and precious to me than food.." "You're Queen Zenevieva, stop all this. I'll definitely tell the Queen once I reach the pack." I sprang up at once and widened my eyes. "You won't!" "Try me, the look on her eyes will be priceless when I tell her how Ethan feeds you from hunger, It's as if Mudville pack is on hunger strike or they are running a famine scheme!"

I ignore Kai who's standing at the entrance of the school as I walk in and peel open the lid from my pudding cup, his eyes falling on it "You do know you're cheating on my Mom by eating this food, right?" He thinks Doc makes it for me and I don't have any problem with that thought "I'm not foodist" "What the—" "Whither it cometh from thy Mother whose food I love, or from a peasant, I shalt eat" I quote "Not that I expected less but okay" "Oh, and I'd like to see your Mother too" I say. We're at my locker now as I place the cup in his hand while he waits for me to put in the code "Seriously? I mean, yeah, I know it's early but—"

- 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.

Lucas said, glaring at Hattie in displeasure. “I do have IQ, sir. I was always the top scorer in primary school and junior high,” said Hattie sweetly. Lucas was really at a loss for words. He was not prepared to continue talking to Hattie solely because he would be angered to death if they kept talking. After that, Lucas walked to the window and noticed the streets were full of zombies. If he went down now, it definitely would not be a wise move. “Sir, I’m hungry.”

Ethan added again. Aleta pouted, pursing her lips. "I don't want to be pretty, I just want to be free from here," she replied. Ethan laughed too and rubbed Aleta's head. "You should eat more now. You need energy to survive here." Aleta took the food and drink that was placed near the bars and moved it to Ethan. The girl then returned to sit next to Ethan. "What if this food has poison in it?" Aleta muttered as she tilted her head.

the one who had suggested in killing me responded. “You're crazy!” One whisper-yelled. “What do you see in that man?” “Riches and the chance to be a Luna,” answered the evil plotter. “Just let her be, she'd die anyways,” one said dryly, and just then I felt darkness snatching me away.

Peeta says. "I will forever thank those who were supportive of my family" whispers Helmut. "They have also speculated a lot about your relationship with the lady" Peeta says and he sighs deeply. "I haven't had a head for that, although it would have been good to first settle my situation with Aitana, right now, we don't have the mind to think about that" whispers Helmut. "It would be good to define that. Because the comments are pretty catty" says Peeta and Helmut nods.

"Prodigious birth of love it is to me, that I should love a loathed enemy" ~ William Shakespeare, "Romeo & Juliet", act I, scene V ****** "I'm hungry." The black-haired boy stopped walking, and looked at his female companion. "I reeeaaaally need something to eat," Lucy complained. Justin sighed. "Fine. Where?" She looked towards a dark alleyway. "That looks promising."

I muttered, “tell the twins I love them. And burn any photos of me from today.” “Noted,” he said, fighting back a full-on laugh. “Anything else?” “Yeah. Never let me eat seven slices of pizza again.” He snorted. “You said—and I quote—‘I am a bottomless pit of strength and cheese.’” “I was wrong, Matt.” He patted my head like I was a very ill, overdramatic cat. “You’ll survive. Eventually.” I let out a final groan and buried my face in the pillow.

‘DON’T be like me, son. Do not let them down: your woman and your child. I saw it when I held her hand.’ Those were Pierre’s last words. When I heard it, I felt like cold water had been splashed onto my face. That was when memories of me and Katniss started flooding back in my head. And now after all this time, here we are.