Hunger Games X Reader Novels & Stories

But his words made me feel the heat again. "No," I said, pulling his hand away. "You... You not going to the bathroom!" Xander stared at me blankly. I licked my bottom lip and my hand slipped into his boxers. Xander gasped, and I groaned. I guess I didn't want any food anymore. "I'm hungry," I whispered. Xander looked me in the eye and nodded. "I'm hungry too." He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine. "Of you."

I get up and pick up my purse. "Aunt, uncle, I'll get going now!" They simply nod absentmindedly.. I sighed and walk towards the door. I'll ask Xander about Antonio later... I wanna know why uncle makes him sound like a bad guy. * * Writer's pov Xander's mansion...! Xander stares at the food on the table, he's hungry and the foods are enticing... but he's too angry. Angry that his mate doesn't love him. He walk towards the fridge and takes a bottle of chilled water... He finishes it and throws the empty bottle in a trash can.

I stared at Lilia and felt my heart twisted in burning as If a Jagdkommando knife was twisted deeply to the very depths of my lungs down to my stomach. She begged, she fucking pleaded but I'm too blind to please Alveria and the pack, getting blind by silly laws and customs biding the pack. And what worsened my state? If she hadn't closed her mind link with me, maybe I wouldn't have felt so awful right now. Maybe I wouldn't have gotten to hear that desperate shrilly longing voice of hers to ask Jax to stay! Goddess!! "You piece of shit!" Xander growled at me, he was hyperventilating all of a sudden. He was making my body hurt and all I wanted to do was punch something so hard, give myself a w

she began, her lip trembling. "Your daddy was remembering an old world," Xander said, stepping forward. He looked haggard, his clothes torn and his Sovereign authority stripped away, yet there was a new, grounded strength in the way he moved. He knelt in the mud so he was eye-level with her. "In this world, we don't trade lions and scales. We trade help." Xander reached into Julian’s discarded pack and pulled out a dented tin of emergency rations—compressed crackers and dried fruit. He opened it and handed her a piece. The girl snatched it, devouring the dry bread with a desperation that made my chest ache.

Mirena jerked back instantly, as though burned. “Doctor’s orders, Xander,” she replied smoothly. “No steak for you.” Alexander leaned back slightly, studying her with narrowed eyes. “You’re enjoying this too much.” “I don’t know what you’re talking about.” She took another bite. Slowly and deliberately, watching him. His gaze darkened. “You came here to feed me soup and torture me?” “You’re welcome,” she said sweetly. “Not everyone would be this caring.” “I don’t need caring,” he replied calmly. “I need that steak.”

Ray's face is emotionless and Xavier's face is full of fear. "We can't stop now," Xavier insists, "we have to keep going!" His face is devoid of any redness or effort, occupied only by the rain that floods his face. "Well, can we at least get a bite to eat? I'm starving!" I beg, looking him straight in the eye. I'm not afraid of him, even though he's angry with me. My hunger turns me from a shameful girl into a brave, but desperate girl. "It would be just as well to have more clothes, or to get under a shelter and let them dry. Aren't you guys cold?"

After a couple more minutes had passed, the door finally opened to reveal a smiling Xander who seemed to have gotten some sort of good news. "At least you're happy." I said while folding my arms and glaring at him. "Sorry for the long wait, I was in a meeting with Mr. Chung. He offered me a great deal, I might add." I rolled my eyes, not wanting to hear that. "Can I leave now? I'm starving." Right, as I said that, my belly started acting crazy again. He sighed and shook his head. "You're not going to die from hunger, Miss. Hale, don't be greedy." He replied. My eyes became wide with disbelief. The bastard was making me hate him even more. Sometimes, I wish that he would just shut the hell up

his voice was rough, laced with a warning, but there was something else there, something darker. Desire. I chuckled softly, finally turning my head to look at him over my shoulder. My eyes met his, and oh, how I loved what I saw. Xander was standing at the edge of the lake, fists clenched at his sides, his jaw so tight it could snap. His eyes burned with rage, but beneath that rage was an undeniable hunger. He wanted me. “I don’t know what you mean, Your Majesty,” I said innocently, dipping lower into the water, my movements slow, teasing. “I was simply cooling off. I felt so… hot .”

THE PRIDE AND PREJUDICE BY JANE AUSTEN. I was about halfway through my book when Xander came through the door. "Little, mate. What are you doing?" I showed him my book. "It's my favorite," He nods and sits down next to me. "Xander, can I ask you something?" He nods. "Of course," I told him about everything—the condition of their house. I told him I paid to repipe it and stocked them full of food. I told him about the letters as well. "I haven't gotten a letter," He mutters.

I looked down at my dress and thanks to Xavier, he prepared everything according to the level of this university or else I don’t even dare imagine what these people will take of me. “You are now, MRs. Julia Xavier Hunter and obviously you will be a step ahead of everyone, whether it's the dress you are wearing or the phone you are using,” he said, and I looked at his face. “Are you some tarot reader or do you possess any magic? How can you read what was in my heart?” I question him. "No, baby, I am not anything like this. I know what I was thinking and what was going on in my heart without any second thought,” he whixpered in my ears.