Katniss Everdeen Novels & Stories

Anyways, just call me CACTNISS EVERGREEN" [Ohh. I thought it was Katniss Everdeen." "Well, maybe it was her character reference. Let her be." Apparently, what the guardian plant meant when she said the "She was not a cactUS yet" is that she was still single and not with anyone yet. On the other hand, the grammar nazi, Steve was also conflicted. But rather than feeling conflicted because of the tragic love story that Cactniss Evergreen had shared with them, what concerned him is the misconception behind the guardian plant's words.

I asked him. “Do you know her full name? It’s Kate Zainab Omar” he answered. Smith’s POV I have planned for this day for a long time. I must enjoy every minute of it. People’s suffering and pain sooths my mood. “Am sure you are smart, you will figure it out.” I was not happy that Charles and Camilla were not surprised. “Could it be that they discovered who she is?” I thought.

When Katherine woke up she was surrounded by the people she had come to know Over the last few days people she had come to consider her friends: Giselle, her teacher, mentor, friend; Sofia, the sister Katherine had always longed for but never had in Melody; Ray Stalls and Tracy Adams, the Couple who couldn't stop fighting... or stay away from each other either; Moonbeam, a vegetarian, earth-loving girl whose voice was always soft and kind, never a harsh word escaping her lips, and her boyfriend who was the complete opposite, Jamie Madison.

“Miscellanea Reverteris Sanguinem tuum Ut lenire sanguinem sitim” As she chanted those words, the place became ice cold and everything seems turning. “Nana!” I’m trying to bring her back by calling her name but nothing. I called her many times but she’s not reacting to any of it. It left me with no choice but to do this. Rinaiane’s POV ”Hey!” I was awoken by a snapping fingers in front of me. I look ath the fingers’ owner and found Lili sitting across me with her mouth full of food while stiil holding a peeled buttered shrimp.

"I'm Meow. And I'd be this division's commander. Any words of wisdom? Complaint? Comment?" "I'm Fren," said the one who just sneezed. "I can, uh… Run fast." "Phlegm--- I mean, Fren. Hello," I said and nodded at him. I silently cursed myself for that. "I'm Kaye," said a girl. She reminded me of Emily of Corpse Bride. She's just too thin and has a bony face. "I'm not much, but I know stealth. And I'm a great climber. Of trees." She added like she was ashamed of it.

Montgomery didn’t have anywhere to be on a weekday afternoon. My knock was immediately answered by a tall auburn-haired beauty dressed in short-shorts. A tight, neon-green tank stretched across her ample bosom. She stared at me a few seconds and then stated, in an unexpectedly rich voice, “You’re not Danni.” “No,” I agreed, “I’m not Danni.” “Well then, who the hell are you?” she demanded, her cupid’s–bow lips pursing so tightly she looked like a large, lipstick-wearing fish.

Anita sighed at her daughter’s uninterested attitude but she also couldn’t force her daughter to tell her anything because that would only widen the gap between them plus she knows that her daughter always know what she is doing so Anita left Catherine alone. As soon as Anita left, Lyra went to Catherine and sat by her side. Lyra took Catherine’s right earphone which kind of startled Catherine. Lyra put it in her right ear and she was surprised that Catherine is listening to Tchaikovsky’s Nutcracker. Lyra’s heart went a bit fast. Catherine stopped typing and looked at Lyra.

She bites her lower lip— white teeth sinking into red flesh— then turns, smiling at the bartender. "Whisky please. Rocks." Her gaze returns to me, and she raises her eyebrows. "Make that two," I say, not leaving her gaze. A minute later he places the drinks in front of us, her hand immediately reaching out to bring it to her lips. "Katherine," she says after taking a slow sip, "but my friends call me Kat." "Adam, but everyone calls me Emilio." "I think I'll stick with Adam," she replies haughtily, daring me to tell her otherwise. I lean in closer to her, trailing her body with my eyes again. I can't stop looking at her legs. She notices, and again raises an eyebrow.

But then Cassandra was confused why she's inside the cage. She approaches slowly to approach her who turns around to face her as soon as she heard a footstep. The girl in front of her eyes is gorgeous. And as their eyes meet, Katniss tears started to rolled down into her cheeks, as Cassandra suddenly feel the strong connection that seems connecting her into Katniss. She wanted nothing but to hug her tightly, but even how Katniss what this so bad, she knows that it is impossible. Cassandra's brows furrow a bit, she swallowed hard and stared at Katniss who's now crying. Cassandra was about to ask who she is when her eyes darted on Katniss necklace that's the same from what she have.

Kate shrugged, “it’s nice to see everyone, but you know I’m not big on social gatherings. It will be fine though and a nice break from school.” “I thought you fucking loved school?” Kate laughed, “I do. I really do. But I miss you guys, especially Aeryn.” I softly hit Kate’s arm, “you’re supposed to fucking miss me the most, Kat.” Kat was wearing a flowery dress and had cut her hair even shorter on the side. She looked fucking good. She reminded me of Shuri in Blackpanther, the sister. That woman could fucking rock a dress, but still had this tomboyish style that I loved too.