Hunger Games Tributes!!! Novels & Stories

So once they’d read their fill and selected a few more to bring back, we returned to the main room for dinner, then I left with the boys to sleep carrying the freshly laundered blankets. When morning came, we all went back to the main room to await to hear who would be sent in next. There are only two tributes left. And I hope that it will be Periboea. To ensure she is away from my brother. Thankfully we didn't have to wait long for the announcement.

I kiss her lips gently then step back. One by one we walk up to the pyres with the torches to light the pyres. I am supposed to go first, each of the others right after me. She was a Luna, an Alpha. This is the tribute she deserves but all these people are equally important so we decide we will go all at once.

No one spoke, move they were all silent The moon bore silent witness as the pack lowered their heads. Being an Alpha is not power, is not about pride but it is a burden and I carried mine with bloody hands and unshaken resolve I looked at Peter “ Burn the body" He burned the body and everyone left The Ravenous pack stood stronger than ever and it was held in by other packs.

"She will be treated like the tribute she will be." "Me? You want me as tribute?" I questioned. "She hasn't even reached maturity. She is too young and without her wolf. Name....something.... else." My mind went into a spiral while everyone at the table debated back and forth. Evander wanted me as a tribute. But why? Why me? And what is a tribute anyway? Would I be his wife? His slave? Would I cook, clean, and serve the pack? I asked myself so many questions while the leaders discussed this further. But only one question mattered right now. Would this save my parents?

Before Nesca could react, Valdrek had already snatched her arm and they vanished. The teleportation was quick. In just a blink, Nesca was already inside the banquet hall. When Valdrek pushed her inside, he disappeared again. It took Nesca a few minutes before she could adjust. She had no idea that teleportation would make her so dizzy that she almost threw up. However, as soon as Nesca recovered, her face was suddenly horrified because she saw the tributes on their knees, refusing to lift their head up. Blood had spattered everywhere, fellow tributes died with their eyes wide open.

“T-trubute?” Dreg growls and his dark eyes changed to glowing red crimson ones. “Do you think I will spear you without a tribute?!” “Our utmost apologise!” Glint shouts from behind. Egret nodded vigorously that and trembled under the gaze of his crimson eyes. “W-what would you like to h-have as tribute?” Dreg grins. “What do you have to offer?” “W-we have gold, lots of gold a-and lands that we can offer!” Egret suggests.

Our very "Katniss and Peeta" Peeta is at the chest, cracking the puzzle and Katniss is approaching. 1st Commentator: This is a moment of decision, guys. Will this ship, "Sameverly" go through? I am no prophet, guys but I see these kids giving us, drama. Just like the Hunger Games itself. Second Commentator: This boy is wonder!! He has cracked what some players in other location couldn't. Well, half of the prize will still go to them being that there are the only surviving player and a winner must emerge.

I finally got a chance to look around the room and saw Hunter standing in the doorway with a tray of food and a smug look on his face. 'Bastard' I thought to myself. Ryker snapped his fingers and Hunter walked forward and sat the tray of food down in front of me. I looked at it and my stomach growled immediately. Ryker stood there watching me. "Eat Kendra now." I looked up at him. "How do I know it isn't drugged or poisonous?" I said snidely. He laughed and looked at Hunter who left the room immediately.

Olivia’s POV Left in this room for a time, with the vampire guards watching but not touching or directing us, the other tributes started to talk and gossip. I overheard Number 4 introducing herself to the other girls, and learned her name was Lucy. She was proud of having such a low number, though, and insisted that a few of the girls address her as such. I imagined, had she deigned to speak to me that she would give me the same direction. Ignoring her, I tried to focus on some of the other girls’ gossip instead. From them, I learned that tonight was a Blood Feast, a ceremony for vampires who would choose and take away their favorite tributes. The highest ranking vampires had priority, picki

“You might need to send me back in time.” Jenny nodded and showed me the dagger in her hand. She was way ahead of me. The golems moved aside as the Masters stomped towards us, driving the people ahead of them. There must have been at least a hundred of them. “I thought they only took two or three tributes,” I said to Cheng who had appeared beside me. “This will be the last Day of Weld,” said Cheng. “There will be need for a lot of sustenance.” “People of Meet,” boomed Biscuit, “you who have been chosen, celebrate your good fortune.”