Hunger Games Rebel Novels & Stories

“Luna Selene won’t show mercy, and neither will the alpha. We’ll all die. Maybe even Sebastián, too.” “We’ll be condemned? We’ll die?” Maya smirks, her tone dripping with smugness. “That sounds like a lot of people, Mirna. You knew exactly what you were getting into when you agreed to do whatever that woman told you. Just look at what’s become of our nephew because of it. If I’ve kept quiet until now, it was only for you.”

Jacque Rhodes, the best dad I have ever seen in a very long time, had fallen to the floor, his life slipping before the crowd that would never understand why. Rebel was so shocked and bewildered, broken even, but I did what I had to do to survive, to get my freedom; Killian had ordered the murder of his own father as he assumed command of the organisation. He should be the guilty one and the bad one – not me. I was obeying a command as a soldier, but I could not stay; I had to go. I shoved the rifle into the bag, its cold metal against the fabric like it did not belong there like it was something that had no place in my life any longer. I ran my hands over my face, trying to calm down, but p

She had heard about the rebels, and she knew that they were skilled fighters who sought to overthrow the oppressive monarchy and establish a new, more just society. If anyone could help her, it was them. "I need your help," Karen said, stepping towards the rebels. "I need to get out of here and find a way to fight back." The rebel leader smiled. "You've come to the right place, little wolf. We'll help you. But first, you need to prove yourself. You need to show us that you're willing to fight for what you believe in." Karen nodded, feeling a sense of determination fill her. She would do whatever it takes to win her freedom and shape her destiny.

Older Adrian is carrying Lily out of a collapsing building. Lily sobbed while saying: “She would hate what you’ve become.” Elaine froze. No. Lily noticed her expression immediately. “You remembered.” Elaine stared between them slowly. “You were with him after I died.” Older Adrian answered quietly. “She refused to abandon me.” Lily crossed her arms defensively. “You were emotionally unstable and homicidal.” “That’s fair,” older Adrian admitted. Elaine blinked. Okay. That tiny bit of humor during the apocalypse felt deeply inappropriate. Yet somehow helpful.

Rebellion wasn’t just an idea anymore—it was real, and it began with me. I lifted my head, scanning the empty streets. The wind whispered through the ruins, carrying with it a promise. Vivienne had sent hunters, thinking they would instill fear. Instead, they had lit a spark. And sparks, once ignited, could not be extinguished or quenched.

When a strong gust blew past, some of the smaller candles that weren't secured to the ground toppled over and rolled away. Shane was still oblivious to the mounting crisis unfolding before him. Wanting to support Valerie, he cheered and applauded her, shouting, "Look at the blazing fire, Mr. Paulson! Look at how the flames are reaching toward the sky! I'm sure that your ancestors will be able to feel your sincerity!"

I assured myself, my voice a mix of optimism and resolve. “Luca isn't the type to back away from a fight." Veena reminded. “I know that but neither am I going to give up on Sheila and the other girls. She's predicted to be my Luna and I felt this strong bond between us when I met her at Luca's office the last time I visited him. She's my mate, she's meant to be the mother of my unborn kids. I have to rescue her from Luca's malicious grip and make her my Luna.”

I growled in her face, making a wide smile spread across her face. "There it is. The fire, the will power. Just let me harness it." She said, looking deep into my eyes. My eyes widened in surprise. What was she talking about? "Yield, Athena. Yield and stop fighting me. You are my personal weapon to ending the reign of these genocidal hunters. We're going to start from the Sanchez and their filthy, little army. We're going lead a revolution against them and bring total annihilation to their doorstep." She suddenly had a malicious grin on her face as she spoke. I loosened my grip on her neck, backing away from her and shaking my head frantically.

Abruptly, a few mountain rebels who were Ericka and John's playmates and who had escaped from the government military group attack the month before also show up with a kind greeting to the family, saying, "We apologize for the delays; our other playmates and members have already left, but if we had been present at the time of the raid we could have chosen to give up as well due to the actions of our drug-addled leaders, who could have destroyed us in hell." When the other friends join the after-school youth dance party after sampling some delicious, mouthwatering native cakes and banana bread made by Elaine and Ericka's older sisters, Ericka's male elementary school classmates candidly admit

I had to be smarter, stronger, and more resourceful than ever before. Closing my eyes, I allowed myself to drift off, thinking about each of the people who had hurt me. Diana, with her hurtful tongue and cruel games. Mr. Hunter, who turned a blind eye to the torment we went through. Tommy and Jake, Dylan’s lackeys who followed his orders without question. And Dylan himself, the ringmaster of my misery. They were all going to pay, and I would make sure to achieve my revenge at any cost.