Hunger Games Rebel Novels & Stories

RAVEN The fight was rather exhausting . Who the fuck bring along 50 men to a fucking dinner? Not like someone would kill him though I wanted to. But looking at Aiden’s face , I probably won’t do that. “Are you alright?” I breathed , twisting my wrist . It hurts but doesn’t matter. He simply nodded once with an unchanged wide eyes and mouth hanging open . I turned , walking towards Denver who was now on his knees , begging for mercy. I smirked looking at him without pity. Why should I feel empathy for someone like him? Who knows how many lives he has ruined till now .

“She was me. And maybe, somewhere, she still is.” I take her hand, squeezing gently. “Then we live for both of you.” She smiles. The stars glimmer above us — infinite, alive. And somewhere far away, buried deep in the ruins, a single console flickers to life. SEQUENCE REBOOT: 1% LOADED.

“What, like some neighborhood boys who stole sugar from shops?” ‎ ‎“No,” he said flatly. ‎ ‎“Oh.” ‎ ‎He stepped a bit closer, and for once, I didn’t move away. I couldn’t. My legs felt like jelly. ‎ ‎“They called themselves the Sun Slashers,” he continued. “They were violent. Connected. They controlled a lot of supplies and territory.” ‎ ‎I frowned. “Supplies? Like what, spare parts? Petrol?” ‎ ‎His eyes flicked to mine. “Not the legal kind.”

He looks at me like he had finally won a game I had no idea we were playing. I catch a glimpse of the relief that flashes across his face even before his face returns to that same stoic expression that gave very little away. It takes everything in me not to snarl and spit at him in disgust. "She resisted when we tried to bring her with us", of the hunters is saying, as if this is some kind of friendly visit that I had refused to oblige. "Of course, she would," the elder replied calmly, all his attention on me now "She always does."

Sybil’s POV “Sorry, Hunter, but if you take the throne, then you become King—the sole ruler of this land.” I crossed my arms, meeting his gaze without backing down. “Didn’t you hear me earlier? I want revenge. And how am I supposed to do that if I don’t hold the throne myself?”

These boys were taught how to handle firearms and were being prepared to combat the government. During the assault led by Hunter and the Astral Guardian on the rebel base, a fierce battle erupted between their forces and the combined strength of the rebels and rogues. Some rebels perished, as they refused to surrender. Despite Hunter's reluctance to see bloodshed, he had no choice since negotiations with the rebels were impossible. One of the rebel leaders was killed in the clash. Meanwhile, the rogues involved in the group resisted capture and left Hunter and his team no alternative but to neutralize them. While some rogues managed to escape and remain in hiding, among the rebels, one fled

“You’re her. The girl who survived the pit. The one who carries Reaver blood.” Lyra met his gaze. “I’m more than that now.” He smiled. “Good. Because we’ve waited long enough to burn this kingdom clean.” --- The Rebellion Forms The rebel camp pulsed with tension and barely restrained fury. The Forsaken had been living like ghosts—hidden in tunnels, surviving on scraps, watching their former homes fall into Kael’s hands. Now, with Lyra standing among them, a flicker of hope ignited. “We’ll need more than anger,” she said, kneeling beside a rough map carved into stone. “We need to cut the head off the snake.”

Antonov stepped toward me and grabbed my arms. "And what are you going to do if you go back now... Who will believe your words when you look nothing like Eve Sanchez... There are many ways to get back at those who wronged us Scarlet, but the best way to truly punish is to drag it out and make the culprit wish he or she was dead... I can help you get your revenge if that is what you want, all you have to do in return is live as Elde's daughter and love her as if she's your mother. Will you do it or not"

I stumbled forward to the driver’s seat and I saw that Miles was unconscious. I tried to open his door, but it was stuck where it was. I needed a little more strength, but before I had a chance to do that someone grabbed me from behind. “What the fuck.” I yelled as I started fighting against the person that had his arms around me. My vision was blurred by the blood coming down my face from my forehead, but I saw several other figures coming out of the dark wearing dark clothing and masks. The Hunters. I refused to give up without a fight. I threw my head back and headbutted the guy that had his arms around me and he grunted and stumbled back and his grip loosened on me enough so that I could

Apparently, someone tried to kill Leto in her apartment, and she wants to find out who sent him, she’s also pissed because her supposed killer made her miss an episode of ‘the reckoning’. We’re in the underworld, ‘the punishing room’ as Leto likes to call it. Nico looks at his fist. “Damn it, it’s throbbing so hard.” “Maybe we can get someone to use iron fists? I don’t want your dear hand all throbbing,” Leto makes a pity face and he scowls at her.