Hunger Games Tree Novels & Stories

Inside the vortex, you can see a large tree standing tall and challenging. The tree has lush leaves and looks both beautiful and scary at the same time. Moreover, the shadow is large, as if covering the Earth with its long branches. Morgan who saw that was stunned, it was a naitura tree and how could it be seen on this despicable Earth? When one of the deserters wanted to escape from the vortex, one of the branches of Naitura chased him and pulled the ash-winged angel. With slow motion, the branch tucked into the middle of the thick leaves. It was as if he was stuffing food in and gobbling it up. The sound of 'sharps', bones crunching, and the smell of burnt immediately fills the senses. Thi

Alder admits. “Yeah, well, I don’t want to either. We need to be able to use everything to our advantage. If someone is injured too close to me, I feel it and it makes it hard to move. Trees allow me to hide and rest while we try to run. A meadow is a death sentence.” She reminds him and he sighs. “Yeah, I know…” he admits, then drags his hand down his face. “I’m just tired and hungry.”

“And what does she want?” I look up at the vast branches, at the sea of green fruit swaying gently in the light. “She wants balance again.” Rowan lets out a slow breath. “Then that’s what we’ll give her.” Kevin’s hand finds the small of my back. “One step at a time, little flame.” I nod, still trembling. “One step at a time.” The wind moves through the clearing, carrying the scent of sap and earth. The Mother Tree glows faintly, her sadness still there but quieter now, soothed by the promise of being seen.

I watched for a moment before walking toward my door. As I was shutting it, I heard Elena whisper, “Go get your man, Auntie.” I shook my head. That girl was a disaster walking, and I absolutely adored the organized chaos that was Elena. I quietly crept down the stairs before slipping out the back door and into the forest. I stopped beneath his tree, looking up, scanning the tree for him but not finding him. “I know you’re here, ‘Sprey. I can feel you.” He sighed as he swung himself down out of the tree. “Hey, Scarlett. I was just leaving. I was hunting a squirrel. They’re fast and good to hunt to keep myself fresh and-”

I walked on, my stomach beginning to growl with hunger and my throat parched with thirst. "Can I still feel hunger even after death? That’s very strange," I muttered. Unable to ignore the gnawing in my stomach, I began searching for food. I found a massive tree laden with dense white fruit, but they were far too high to reach. "Why is the fruit so high? I’m starving!" I sighed. I hugged the trunk of the tree in desperation and whispered, "I'm so hungry. If only this tree could talk, I'd ask it for some fruit."

Bima replied, standing tall, staring at the tree as it began to open its buds toward them. The buds were not flowers, but millions of instant seasoning sachets floating in the air, ready to be served to the thousands now kneeling beneath it. Bima took a step forward, feeling the gravitational pull of the crystal tree's core. A pull that no longer felt like a machine, but like the warm embrace of a long-lost mother. He knew this was the sweetest trap he had ever faced, but he had no choice but to step into that intoxicating aroma. Behind the crystal tree, in the deepest darkness, something primordial had just opened its eyes, and it began to taste the scent of Bima's resolve.

I am determined to prove myself. Perhaps if I show my strength, they will see I am a luna. The thought gives me strength. I just need to prove myself as a hunter. Then I can claim my rightful position. The walk to the hunting grounds is long. I have never heard so much silence. There is no sound of birds. There is no sound of animals. Even the trees are decaying. This is a horrible place. They are like a graveyard. They are corpses of trees. "What happened to these trees?" I ask.

"That's a Sanguisugal Tree, except in the guise of a ginkgo tree. It grows among rocks and stones and feeds on the blood of warriors to grow." Chu Xun began to wonder if he had lived for thousands of years away for naught. Since the anomalies began ravaging Earth, Earth no longer was the Earth he used to know. "A tree would dare hurt humans?!" bellowed Yan Wushuang with rage. He raised his sword, about to cut it down. "No, wait, Yan. Leave it," Chu Xun stopped him suddenly. Yan Wushuang turned around and stared incredulously at Chu Xun.

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I nod again and he looks at our hands that are intertwined but says nothing. Lucas sighs and then changes the subject, “Can you try to zone in on the Zobs?” I close my eyes and let the forest be mapped in my brain. I hear growling 2 miles away and look at Lucas, “We are getting close.” Lucas stops and looks at two large trees with markings and I stop and look too, “What is this?” I ask pointing to the cravings in the tree. Lucas touches them, “This indicates Hail Wire territory. I don’t think we should go further. They won’t take to us being on their lands like Moon Beam did.”