Hunger Games X Reader Novels & Stories

I plead. “I Xander Stone…” he chest heaves with another cough as he pauses. “Hereby reject you Tika Heather as my mate…..”. The pain that hits my chest this time takes my breath away. I am unable to hold him of give him comfort as his body contorts and his back bows. Our screams fill the air and it feels like something inside me shreds to pieces. As my dragon howls in my head my senses are blinded as everything goes black.

Tears rolled my eyes, Landon came and, I immediately wiped my tears, "I made some popcorns," Darius stood there, but I left. ***** Can someone guess who is Xander and Aoife? Yes, you can find them in my other book falling in love witheach other- WHEN A BULLY FALLS IN LOVE

Xander asked as if he was rubbing salt on my mood after ruining my appetite. "Can you let go of me and stop bothering me? When did you start to care about whether I ate or not?" I snapped at Xander irritated. He ignored me and his eyes glanced at the floor to catch the sight of the book the floor. "Bambi and the devil. That's interesting so you are into dark romance." Xander read out the book title as he pinned me against the shelves. "I am not into dark romance. Why are you here and not with your precious lover?" I hissed at him not liking how close we were. His eyes had a fleeting emotion I could not read that quickly disappeared.

Asher read the last page that Xander skipped. ****tbc****

She couldn't move, her body betraying her desire to escape. All she did was stare back at Xavier, meeting his challenge with silent resistance. She knew hunger, not for food but for victory, and it gnawed at her now as she declared, "I am starving. Each word dripped with the weight of their shared history, a testament to their resilience and the games they played—a game of chess where hearts were the pawns and every move was a calculated risk. Tension hung heavy between them, a palpable force in the tight confines of the car. It was a dance they both knew well, steps marked by confrontation and the palpable anticipation of what cruelty or kindness fate might bring next.

“But more time is not a permanent solution.” There’s a naked woman sucking Xaden’s cock with vigour and Xander’s eyes are fixed on the scene like his life depends on it. I rest against a wall, crossing my ankles and folding my arms over my chest, uninterested. “We are going to die, then...” Xaden grunts, his hips buck on the banquet chair. He’s close. “Fuck! Fuck death.” Xander can finally look away. “I am curious about what she looks like, though.”

“If you are trying to insult me, I will let you know that my comeback won’t be due until next week since I am currently not in the mood to fight with you.” “I did not come here to argue. I’m sorry.” Xander lets out a sigh and rubs the back of his neck. “Hailey, I know a lot has happened, but when are you going back to school?” “I don’t know. Maybe next week or until I finish the book series that I am reading.” I answer timidly. “How many volumes are there in the book that you are reading?” “Fifteen.” “How many have you read so far?” “Seven.”

“Your stomach’s been growling like a wild animal. You sure you’re not just being stubborn?” “I…” His lips twitched in embarrassment. “That was just… indigestion. Not hunger…” Without wasting time arguing, Serena got up from the sofa. Xavier’s eyes followed her nervously. He reached out and gently tugged at her wrist. “Serena, really—I’m not hungry. As long as I’m with you, I could go a whole day without eating.” “Oh, Xavier,” Serena sighed, half-laughing. “If you want to cultivate yourself into an immortal, be my guest. As for me, I’m perfectly fine being a regular mortal. You might not be hungry, but I am. Someone’s got to eat.”

“But I'll tell you this. Starvation is a rather slow and painful way to die. It makes people slowly lose their minds. They start begging for a faster death as their guts are eating themselves from the inside out. Trust me, I know. I've tortured a few people by starvation.” “He's not wrong though,” Angelo added. “Xander has some pretty twisted ways of torturing people but hey, who am I to judge, right?” My eyes widened as I turned to Xander who was eating without a care in the world as if he hadn't just told me the most disturbing and disgusting thing. Who the fuck was this guy? I was trying so hard to link him to the twenty-three-year-old I had a childish crush on but it seemed impossible, l

Grace looked at the overflowing plate of food in front of her and said, "Aunt Hestia, that's plenty. I won't be able to finish it if you give me more." However, Hestia said, "It's okay. If you can't finish it, give it to Xander. After all, he's been eating leftovers since he was a child." Xander put on a confused expression. He couldn't help but feel like an innocent victim in this banter. "Mom, I seriously wonder if I'm really your biological child," Xander said as he helplessly shook his head. But Hestia wasn't one to spare his feelings. "It's not the first time I've told you—you were a foundling. You don't even have any self-awareness."