Hunger Games Title Novels & Stories

"Well, there are more shocking things in the world. What you have heard right now doesn't seem to be half of it." "I loved hunger games. Although I haven't really gotten around to reading the book. It was just intense and I loved it." "You should read the book." I urged him. He narrowed his eyes at me, wondering. "You sound like you've read it and you know what hunger games is about." "Of course I know what it is about, I have read the book. So the wildness of the story isn't strange to me." "Who the fuck are you?" I burst into laughter. "I mean, the way you sounded at first it was like you do not even know what I am talking about."

So, let me ask again: Do you have it? The room goes silent. I doubt he will admit to taking whatever it is; I should really ask about that. "No, I told you. I haven't." Carl's words have Chase sighing. "Such a bad choice there, Carl. I look forward to our meeting." "Meeting? What meeting, Chase? I have no meeting planned." Carl's panicked voice proves he is worried. "You've heard of The Hunger Games. The film, the books and such?" Chase asks, and I hear Carl coughing.

When she mentioned chicken and The Hunger Games, I kinda figured she hadn’t actually watched it because that’s what I thought when I first heard of it. “Then why is it called The Hunger Games if it’s not about food?” I shrugged in response. I wasn’t crazy about movies, so I didn’t really know. After a moment of silence, she said, “Humans are odd.” “I agree. How come you haven’t watched it yet though?” I asked curiously. She got a wicked glint in her eyes and pointed to her stomach. “One word, girl, honeymoon. This baby didn’t just make itself. That would have been cool though, but I’m pretty sure I’m not a virgin.” She joked while I made a face at her.

I nodded to Xavier, he had every right to hate me, and if that made him feel better, then I would take it. I closed my eyes as he raised the knife and waited for him to plunge it deep into my chest. To be continued… (This book is a Duet, the Hunter and The Hunted. The Hunted i still being written, please see my website for more information. It is on my to be written list after I finish my final revisions of my main series and the spin off completion.)

Her eyes were distant. "Mom, I want to have spicy stew in grandpa's memory."

“But wouldn’t it get boring?” “It just means we’d have to plan it a bit more carefully,” Zephra yawns, rolling her eyes at Simon. Looking directly at Evie she adds. “I bet we could all come up with a name or two that we’d love to see receive extra attention this year.” “Oh, I know exactly who I’d pick,” Evie confirms as she cracks her knuckles and rolls her shoulders back. “And I think you all do as well.” There are nods all around the table. A few names are selected and placed in the center, but as Lazarus reads them out, one name shows up over and over again: Liliana Adare—the Legacy who isn’t a Legacy.

A Dark Fantasy Romance Unholy Hunger ✦ Some loves are not forbidden by men. They are forbidden by gods. •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• Before Time Learned to Count •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × •••••• × ••••••

CHAPTER ONE -WILHELMINA- The long-awaited day had arrived, heralding the commencement of the revered Alpha Games. Participating in this event was a dream come true for me. Imagine this – if I win, I’ll be crowned the Alpha of the legendary Gravemaw Hounds! It's been my ultimate dream since I was knee-high to a grasshopper. I've always had my sights set on leading the pack, ever since I can remember. And now, with victory in my sight, that dream feels closer than ever.

CHAPTER SEVEN Isabella's head throbbed as she flipped through the stack of papers for the hundredth time, cramming every detail about her supposed one year relationship with Alexander into her already overloaded brain. "Harvard Business School, graduated top of his class," she muttered and rolled her eyes at the pages. "Bullshit." The more she read, the more her eyebrows climbed toward her hairline. Student body president, debate team captain, honors society, whoever wrote this fairy tale clearly hadn't met the real Alexander Elysian.

Literally, I hear they cut the power and gas, warriors can’t get out for wood, and the temperatures have dropped on that side of the mountain. There’s also the matter of naming a new gamma. Chad seems to think he’s won it by default, but he forgets that’s not how titles work. You don’t just get promoted to gamma because the old one kicks the bucket while you happen to be there. The only way to gain a title is to be born into it or win it in battle.