Lavinia Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Ava Rossi - POV The silence stretched between us like a taut string, ready to snap. I watched Lorenzo play with his food, his brow furrowed as he seemed to contemplate something heavy. Finally, he looked up at me, and his gaze pierced through the fog of my thoughts. “Well, this is the Crystal Moon pack.”

I said, nodding. I exhaled slowly, looking down at the pot we have used to cook the brew on the kitchen island. “I hope this brew works for you. I really do.” Calista smiled, her eyes full of gratitude. “It will, Lyra. I can feel it. Thank you for everything.” “Sure. Why am I doubting it now? We made it with love,” I said, smiling and she laughed. As I was preparing to leave, we heard a knock and soon an omega came in to tell us that Sylvia is here to see the Luna. Calista’s face fell and she reluctantly told the omega to allow her in.

Lily POV As I sit here in my suite, I stew over the situation I find myself in. I haven’t decided yet if I will go with Alpha Jared or reject him. He’s not willing to give up his fiancée yet but he wants a chance to get to know me before things move forward. I’ve wanted a mate forever, and now that I have one do I spit in the face of the Moon Goddess, or do I try? Is it fair to have to try when he’s committed to someone else the way he should be committed to me?

I finish with a wink. He splutters, seemingly impressed. "You are one impossible woman, Lilith Russo." When playing a game, sometimes you gave to act dumb in order to make strategic moves that will eventually lead to your big win, if I played my cards right, I could beat Rayne De Luca at his own sick game of power play. The thought alone makes me freaking excited. I stretch my hand with a scoff. "Your black card, husband?"

Secretly, Caitlyn prayed and hoped for an opportunity to show off as his partner to suffice again. She missed being close to him. She missed the body contact, his eyes, and his succulent lips. "Mr. King just arrived," Hannah's voice jolted her out of her thoughts. She nodded with a warm smile as a response. She had instructed the lady to inform her of Martin's arrival as soon as he does. She stood up, her smile never leaving her face, and adjusted her shirt, even though it needed none. She tucked it into her trousers neatly and sat down, then opened her bag and brought out her makeup kits, did a little touch-up on her face, and gave a contented smile at her reflection in the small hand mirro

“I just want to see Grandpa.” Lavinia crossed her arms over her chest, scrutinizing me with her sharp gaze. “Why are you looking for Grandpa again? You’ve already earned the title of Luna from one of the greatest Alphas. Does a spoiled girl like you still feel something is missing?” she asked, her voice dripping with sarcasm. Whenever Lavinia spoke to me, she never bothered to hide her dislike. And I hated that. “You don’t need to know why I’m looking for Grandpa,” I replied calmly.

Eleanor spat, her eyes blazing with fury. "All you ever wanted was money! You deceived my mother along with my father, thinking I would forget? You’re dead wrong! You won’t see a single cent, not even if I have to take it with me to the grave!" Lavinia shouted, tears streaming down her face. Without waiting for a response, she turned and stormed out of the room, leaving behind a trail of raw emotions. She stopped in front of the elevator, pressing the button with a trembling hand, her vision blurred by tears.

Arabella asked. "Nothing. It just feels real." "It is real, Vini." "You know I can't just accept that," Lavinia said. She turned to face Arabella but froze, catching sight of herself in the mirror. Her gown was a deep russet color, grazing the floor even with her borrowed heels. At her waist, the silky fabric narrowed almost uncannily before widening out over her exposed cleavage. At her throat a high collar buttoned, attaching to long and lacey butterfly sleeves. Her dark hair was swept up, intricately twisted at the back of her head. Arabella had left a few wispy curls to frame Lavinia's face. As she eyed herself, she realized how beautiful she looked. Lavinia was not immodest, b

The two walked down the passage, Liana's arm gently supporting her mother as they moved in silence. Once inside the room, Mrs Victoria lay down on the bed, she groaned as she rested her head on the pillow. Liana was walking out of the room but stopped a d turned to her mother. “Mother, I hope you have taken your drugs” Liana asked, her gaze fixed on her. “Yes, dear” Mrs Victoria replied and Liana nodded before walking out of her room. After guiding her mother to her room, Liana headed to the kitchen in search for snacks. She heaved a sigh of relief as she found some bread and butter, which she decided would satisfy her hunger. She spread the butter on the bread and took a bite.

The road was surprisingly free. “Not bad? Don’t sell yourself short Brown. You were literally drooling over the Lycaon Ascension." “Is that what he calls it?” “That’s what Jeff calls it. Tony says he particularly asked for that piece with every single detail as it is in the mural.” “Who’s Tony?” “My boyfriend.” Brown’s eyes immediately peeled away from the road and immediately latched themselves onto her face. Did he just see her swallow? “Boyfriend?” “Yes. Boyfriend.”