Hunger Games Winners Novels & Stories

Eventually with a final tug, Luke tugged and won. Shelly was the last person that went for the tug of war and she faced off with one of the biggest bitch ever. The mean girl's looked around her age and she had a sneer curled on her lips. "You actually think you can win this game," she gave her the stink eye. Shelly ignored her and focused on the tug. Tugging with all her strength she finally pulled the girl over. There was a lot of rejoicing as the announcer said through the megaphone, "It's clear to all who the winners are. Let's give it up for The Hillarys family as the ultimate champion of this year family competition. Please come forward and receive your gift."

Until the weapon skidded loose across the boards and came to rest against the base of the wardrobe. "Get the gun," Daren said. Not loud. Completely controlled. I did not move. "Ms. Royce. The gun. Push it away from him. Kick it, don't pick it up." I moved. My legs were working on something other than volition but they were working. I crossed the room in four steps, kept wide of the two men still wrestling on the floor, and drove my foot into the gun hard enough to send it spinning under the bed and out of reach.

"Wiped out!" The system's female announcer echoed across the arena as the eliminations were confirmed, and the entire stadium erupted into thunderous, ear-splitting cheers. Down below, Stacy jumped up and down in excitement. She had even screamed herself hoarse. Backed by our mid-lane super minions, we surged forward and steamrolled their high ground. With a sharp, shattering sound, the enemy crystal exploded, and a golden "Victory" flashed across the screen. We had done it. Crown Hunters' reign had ended, and the national championship belonged to us.

Alvin said. "Three months ago." Tom looked around the hall slowly, taking in the bodies, the blood, the four hundred survivors breaking into small quiet groups. "I am the only person other than the winner of the last cycle who made it through all three months." Silence. "Who won?" I asked. "I don't know his name," Tom said. "He left the hall, and I never saw him again. Controller keeps the winners separate." His jaw tightened. "What I know is that the game is a trap, every layer of it."

A ‘book versus movie’ debate broke out. I looked over at Jenny sitting quietly while the rest of her group chatted away, and a thought popped into my head. Who would die first, me or her? I turned my attention back to my group as they discussed the finer points of Peeta versus Gale, and the answer to my morbid question stared me in the face. I got to my feet and said, “Bathroom,” by way of explanation to the inquiring faces looking up at me. “The thing about The Hunger Games, though, still a better love story than Twilight, right?” I dropped that literary hand grenade and walked away.

I cleaned his face and make sure no dirt was left. The game feed the baby isn’t over yet. Because now, the girl will eat too. Jeoff smiled at me. It’s pay time because he eat so slow. And the girls sit now. And to the MC’s go signal, Jeoff seems to kill me. He even wanted to feed my eyes. Until there’s a winner again. not us. I stick my tongue to Jeoff and I already look like a panda. He smiled and wiped my face. Jean won and his pair is Dex. Okie.

Why was I being too quick to rush to my death anyway! This monster just effortlessly killed two people right in front of me! Damn…. I could kill people effortlessly attimes, but I couldn’t dodge bullets! She finished making her announcement before I raised my hand to ask a question. “Excuse me, Ma?” “Yes?”, she cocked a questioning brow at me. “What’s your name?” “You’ll know with time, dear”, she smiled still jogging at a spot. “Just call me game master for now” In about twenty minutes, all schools had selected their fastest runners. Two for each gender…

Some of the students went away because of them. Their aura filled the room instantly. Lily wasn't affected, she was used to them by now. Instead, she acted like she didn't see them and followed Fae’s eyes. She was looking for the winner. “Sarah won,” Fae said. Vivian didn't win? Fae couldn't believe it. It was Sarah that son. She was so happy that Sarah who was a part of her group won the tournament. She smiled with excitement. It means Vivian was a loser.

He finally takes his eyes off of me and looks at the result. "The winner is CLAIRE STEWART!!" Harry announces and I jump in happiness. I thank the audience ,the judges and take the trophy. The judges make their way towards me . I ignore jayden's glare and hug them as they congratulate me . When it's time for harry to hug me . I would be lying if I say that I didn't miss his hugs . I let the hug linger for a minute then pull away. Rose, shawn, and the guys approach me . "You made it!" I say and hug Peter and Andrea.