Hunger Games Trident Novels & Stories

"So... I was saying... the quality of the food provided by the academy is getting worse each passing year. I think, this is a grave omen for the dignity of the Empire." Iktanne was about to say something as a reply but they were cut off by two Japanese girls that came running towards them. "Iktanne-sama!," a girl with flowing straight hair called. She was accompanied by another girl in pigtails. They're twins. "If it is Iktanne-sama, I know it won't be long before you make it to the actual combat but I hope you can make it in time," the girl in ponytail said cheerfully and twirled.

Just like me she had both a wolf and witch magic on her side but I was not a hybrid like her, I was a tribrid not only that but a hunter too. After seeing her fight and knowing that she had others on her side it was obvious that Luna Zelda had proved herself to be a formidable enemy and I was not going to make the mistake of underestimating her and her abilities. At this point it was not even fighting over a man but fighting to stop the war brewing within the pack.

Without a second thought, I sprinted towards him, my protective instincts overriding all else. “Maddox, hold on!” I shouted, my voice raw with urgency. Just as I reached Maddox, Damon appeared in a blur of motion, his trident poised for a deadly strike. In a split-second decision, I pushed Maddox out of the way, taking the full brunt of Damon’s attack. The golden trident pierced through my side, a searing pain engulfing me. “Alpha!” Maddox’s voice was filled with horror as he watched me fall to my knees, blood pouring from the wound.

A light seemed to radiate from around him, it became blinding but I refused to look away, the heaviness in the air was growing, and I saw Lavina, Deliana and Ariella lower their heads, shielding their faces from the sheer brightness of the glow. "The goddess Oshera’s trident itself will show you who you are facing." His voice seemed to echo from every corner of the hall, the sea was becoming darker too, he raised his silver trident and I saw the four pale blue jewels that were decorating the trident, only adding to its beauty. When he swung it towards me, sending a huge wave of power at me, I raised my hand in a flash, creating a barrier of ice. A glimmer of amusement was all I saw before th

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Without a second thought, I sprinted towards him, my protective instincts overriding all else. “Maddox, hold on!” I shouted, my voice raw with urgency. Just as I reached Maddox, Damon appeared in a blur of motion, his trident poised for a deadly strike. In a split-second decision, I pushed Maddox out of the way, taking the full brunt of Damon’s attack. The golden trident pierced through my side, a searing pain engulfing me. “Alpha!” Maddox’s voice was filled with horror as he watched me fall to my knees, blood pouring from the wound.

And now that Clement and Trist are fighting over guns, neither of them wants to lose. Trist kicked the back of Clement's knee with full force as he knelt down and released his grip on the gun. Trist had a chance to shoot Clement in the side of his abdomen, so Clement fell down. Trist was still not satisfied as he aimed the muzzle of the gun at Clement's head when he pulled it out, but unfortunately it did not explode which surprised Trist. Trist pulled the trigger several more times but no bullet came out of the muzzle of the gun. "Looks like I'm lucky again." Clement said smiling. He forced himself to stand up and endured the pain he felt in the side of his abdomen.

Manang Lydia said. “Does she allow that?” Manang Lydia smiled and winked at me. “If you are feeling fine, then you can.” I went upstairs and went to Dale’s library. Before picking up a book to read, I enjoyed looking, rooming around first, leaving a gentle touch to every book I passed by. My gaze at the “The Scorch Trial” book that was written by James Dashner. I already finished reading “The Maze Runner”. I decided to read it and went to the garden.

I raise a brow and give him a smug smirk, “Like you?” He slows slightly, seeming to remember what Addie did, and a dangerous grin forms on his face, “Exactly, my queen.” He sits himself deep inside me before pulling out to the tip, “like me,” he says, before slamming back into me, causing my eyes to roll, and a long, drawn-out moan to slip past my lips. “It looks like both of us need to start watching our backs.” His fangs sink into the base of my neck, and he takes a few greedy mouthfuls of my blood before pulling away, a river of crimson dripping from his lips. “You taste fucking divine, my little tribrid.”

I was ready. I had spent months training for this moment and I was ready. The annual Grand Hunt had finally come for this year. Until now, I couldn’t be a part of the festivities because I was too young. The age for eligibility to participate was 24. This year, it was finally my year. I’d been training since before I even qualified. I would do it; I would win. For my family. I had to. I would restore my family name if it was the last thing I’d do.