Let The Hunger Games Begin! Novels & Stories

Something happened after the oath, there was so much power in it. “Let the games begin!!!”

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS IS A G****E TRANSLATED VERSION. WE JUST NEED FUNDS TO SAVE DOGS’ LIVES. PLEASE BEAR WITH ME. I WILL REVISED THIS SOON. GAME TEN:Bleeding Is it possible to feel different emotions in one snap of time?

It took Daisy ten years to transform from a humble street vendor into a star investor in the corporate world. I stood by her side for every single one of those ten years. During our darkest year, I threw away every last drop of my self-respect and begged my estranged mother just for twenty dollars to buy us a decent meal. Looking back into Daisy’s heartbroken, tear-filled eyes, I gave her a soft smile and asked just one thing: "On the day the company finally goes public on Nasdaq, will you bring me with you?" She held me close and promised she would. Years later, when her company’s empire was soaring at its absolute peak, I gently brought up my old request once more. She didn't even bot

Still pacing like a bear with a sore head, he growled. "Yes, sir!" Everyone sparked to life as they scrambled to turn off their iPhones and Samsungs, cutting off all communication with the outside world and killing all hope of a possible rescue from the fire-breathing Dragon on the warpath. "Now that I have your fucking attention, someone, anybody, please tell me why I don't have an influencer," he demanded, his gaze though was fixed on Sarah, a vivacious redhead with legs for days and every short skirt imaginable to show them off.

The game had just begun. ‎

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My arrows barely did anything to that beast, and it was charging straight at me when Darius appeared with his gun and—boom—dropped it like it was nothing. I glanced over at him again. He was laughing at something one of the other Alphas said, his eyes crinkling at the corners. The sound of the horn and a loud crackle from the nearby speakers startled me, snapping me out of my thoughts. “Attention all female participants! The games are about to begin! Please report to the starting line!” The female games. Right. I had almost forgotten. I turned to Matilda, who was just nearby with her leg all wrapped up, resting as she sat on a carved wooden bench.

My mind calmed reason and logic won over rage. “Enough,” I yelled across the bloody battlefield. All eyes were on me as my voice resonated with each of them. “Take a knee and pledge yourself again to Father and Mother, and I will spare you. If you continue with this rebellion, I will end you.” I searched for Michael and spotted him across the battlefield. I locked my eyes with his. He was covered in the blood of his brothers and sisters. He nodded at me and urged me to continue. At least 300 fallen from our swords and with at least another few hundred still standing. The savagery of what we did to these fallen would burn into our very souls. Their broken and bloody bodies laying there torn a

And it was hungry. The battle for our lives had only just begun.

“Are they really going to just let me fall back?” That's actually... cause me a sigh of relief. I'm tired by the eyes that following my every steps! Then there's Grandma I notice anxious and been in contact with the messengers lady. And everyone of them is given grandma a jade, however it only cause Grandma to deeply anxious. Then her expression greatly change, she said in certainty, “It must be those horrible species! The Lycan kidnapped the future of the huntress!” “Future... of the huntress?” I curiously eyed everyone that suddenly voice out their wanting to wipe out the species they despise.