Hunger Games Reaping นิยาย & เรื่องราว

Scarface turned, stepped toward the door, exiting the office. The morning of May thirtieth turned muggy. Logan met Leon in the basement. Specimens piled up. The operation successful! Two bodies sprawled lifeless on separate tables. The first body appeared another daughter of a CIA representative. The second body appeared a male judge over at Hapeville. Incisions carved under both the casualty’s kidneys and liver removed.

HIGH SCHOOL REVENGE BY HEARTCODE CHAPTER 7: FOOD FIGHT *Tiana POV* Why the hell is he staring at me like that? I thought as he looked at me. Everyone turned to look like me like I was some specimen that they were dissecting. Great, just great. Now I feel naked. I took my juice box and sipped from it, and it was already empty and that was the only sound that was being made. Aidan gave me a look that I had no idea what it was, but it seemed to mean something. God having all eyes on me, was such a bad thing, I mean I haven’t killed anybody yet, I decided to stare back at him, Romeo. He started the whole stare thing and there was no way in hell that I was going to back down. Immediately I looked

“It could’ve been a high school reunion,” Zoe starts in a soft tone before suddenly taking it up a notch, “It could’ve been a COLLEGE reunion –” “Too early for that, hun,” Felicity quickly retorts, adjusting her thinly rimmed black glasses with much gusto. “It could’ve been ANY fucking reunion…” Zoe continues in a warning tone, now glaring at the youngest girl in the group, “And we would’ve been actually mentally and emotionally prepared. But no. It HAD to be this one.”

THE COMPETITION Cataleia reunited with the other members of the game. Behind her was a huge labyrinthe that the Auctioneer will be utilizing for the game. Cataleia was one of the participants that stood out because she was human. The others gave her a nasty glare, while the other broodingly whispered to themselves how the would incapacitate the girl. She remained quiet however, and listened to the host. “The rules are simple.” The host told them. “There is one flag in the labyrinth. The one who brings it to the front wins.”

My lips attempted to form another self-accomplished, shit-eating grin, but the muscles in my face refused to comply, and I was stuck somewhere between a constipated smile and a cry for help. Vladislav and Anatoly were still above the podium—or so I thought. I could barely see anything from behind the curtain of blood dancing across my eyes. God, I was so exhausted. But still, I had a chance of destroying Malcom Reece now. I had fulfilled my end of the bargain, and now Vladislav Moroz must fulfill his. The sharp clang of metal snapped me from my thoughts, the loud echo ricocheting through the bloodstained arena. The cage door flew open, and in came fury personified—with a mask.

The bone man followed my lead, exploring the world through my eyes. He looked at the lines on my hands, the swell of my breasts and legs. The sinews and tendons fascinated him. We walked barefoot together. He tasted the air with my lips. I've missed my heart, you know. His bones rattled, aching for life. The black shroud wrapped round us, and he formed himself from the wind. Will you dance with me? said the Reaper. “What are you?” I asked. Your companion. He looked at my hands, now his. They were bare bones. Maiden, you will never be rid of me.

A variable that refused to be quantified. The lead Reaper lowered its rod. It stood for a moment, its blank helmet regarding the impossible anomaly before it. Then, it made a sharp, precise gesture with its free hand. The three Reapers turned in unison and, as silently as they had arrived, glided away, disappearing back into the rows of trees, leaving the path of grey statues in their wake. The humming stopped. The only sound was Elara's ragged sobs as she broke free from Kael and ran to Ronan's still, grey form.

he mumbled sadly and I hugged him tightly, telling him I missed him. "The reaper section is a mess. Reapers are retaliating and aren't doing their collections. Victoria is making those disputing her disappear, like my poor Ronan. I fear the human realm is going to experience an apocalypse soon if you two don't get rid of that ignorant female pretending to be in charge," he said gravely.

As for our parents, Well, that’s a problem for another day. Lifting the phone to my ear, I make a call. He answers right away. “What do you want, Savage?” Gideon, aka Reaper, asks with a snarky tone. “Well, hello to you too, Reaper. Do you have a few moments to talk?” Reaper responds right away. “I have the time right now. Jade is making lunch. So you better get your ass over here before it’s all gone.”

she asked no one in particular still looking around the dining room. “Oh that is just the warning bell, we still have fifteen more minutes before we have to go.” Riya answered. “Don’t you know how The Reaping goes?” Astrid looked at Riya curiously but before she could come up with an answer Isolde interrupted. “She is from a small pack far off in the east and she is the first to attend The Reaping, let’s hurry and be done with our food before the next bell goes off.” She said and Riya gave her a grateful look for saving her.