Livia Cardew Hunger Games Novels & Stories

I whisper. Livia stands, silent. Her bare feet make no sound on the tile as she moves toward the main archive room, toward the lamp-lit table. She grabs her keys from the desk, then slips them into her pocket. Her other hand reaches into a drawer and pulls out a small flashlight—not a weapon, but something that feels like preparation. She comes back to me, eyes hard now. “On three,” she whispers. “On three?” I repeat. She nods once, jaw clenched.

I stated whilst looking coldly at him. "You can't leave, sir. We received very devastating news," he muttered with such worry in her eyes. "Livia disappeared. It was seen in the CCTV that she was kidnapped and the driver was their ally. It seems like Gianna was a spy and we didn't know she would attack us like this!" My jaw dropped. Everything about me crashed knowing Livia vanished. Archer and I couldn't believe that he wanted to conduct an investigation and told me to wait but I didn't wait so I opposed him.

“Look at me when I’m speaking to you, girl.” I forced my chin up, my pulse hammering against the bruises already darkening my throat from last night’s lesson. Across the room, Livia my perfect twin lounged on the velvet chaise, her manicured fingers plucking grapes from a silver tray. She smirked as a servant fed her another, her golden hair cascading in flawless waves. We were born minutes apart, but we might as well have been different species. Her hair cascaded in perfect champagne waves; mine hung in a frayed braid, hacked short last month when Father caught me daring to glance at his ledgers.

she asked looking at her mom for approval. "Oh yes."Jane said taking the lids off the foods to reveal different varieties of seafood.Rex salivate when he saw the dishes and kept nagging me to dig in."Let's say the grace."Jane said as we joined hands. fireworks explode in my body immediately my hands touch Lucy's.She turned to look at me with a questioning expression but looked away when we started saying the grace which confirmed that she also felt the fireworks which felt amazingly pleasant.Lucr hungrily devoured her food which was like a mountain and even dished more.

Crack. The hall gasped again. Livia’s head whipped back, and a spray of blood flew from her lip. She stumbled, one leg giving out as she collapsed halfway to the floor. My own chest was racing, my heart hammering against my ribs as I watched the carnage. Yelena stood over her, a small, dark smile touching her lips. "Now," she whispered. "This is fair." Her parents rushed forward again, dragging her back before she could do more damage.

“She’s fighting like someone with something — or someone — worth fighting for.” The three Elders shared a glance. None of them spoke the name lingering on their tongues, but they all knew. Aldus. The battle grew fiercer still. Livia’s breathing was heavy now, her body screaming from the strain, but she didn’t slow down. Not even once. Every ounce of her will, every drop of her strength — she poured it into every strike, every spell, every heartbeat. She was no longer the frightened girl who had stepped into this Haven broken and lost.

"You mean your grieving Luna? The one who is so torn up about Aiden's mate?" Livia's jaw clenched. "Or," I continued, "do you mean the woman who is so pathologically obsessed with an Alpha she can't have, she murders anyone who gets close to him? Tell me, Livia, which one is it? I'm getting them confused." ​Livia's hand flew to the dagger she didn't have on her belt. It was pure instinct. She was, for the first time, speechless. I had just spoken the unspeakable.

I had known Livia was trouble, but I had never expected her to be so bold. Livia emerged from the shadows, her eyes blazing with a fierce intensity. "You think you've won, don't you?" she spat, her voice venomous. "You think you've stolen Vitali's heart." My instincts went on high alert. I knew Livia and Vitali had something going on before he got married to me. But I had never expected Livia to confront me like this. I didn’t respond to her. With a sudden burst of speed, Livia launched herself at me, a dagger glinting in her hand. I dodged to the side, avoiding the blade by mere inches.

She finds it hard to watch Althea, her sister, get tight whenever she comes close, and she always bats her eyes in rejection when she looks at her. Even though I can scarcely see Kohl because of my poor vision, his golden eyes attract my attention when I see him. she said to herself. Kohl's lips were pursed as he looked straight into my soul as they drew closer and shared a passionate kiss. The essence of love overpowered the speed of light that flashed across their heads. Naomi, taken aback by the odd title, questioned, "Who? Me, Queen?" as Prince Kohl whispered to her, "Queen of the iron throne." Just a housekeeper at the Palace, remember? I'm not one of the maids vying for your love.

Callum gritted, as though trying to make a mockery out of Max and I watched them without saying a word. Max scoffed hard and it was obvious he had a lot to say but for some unknown reason, he remained calm. “Some people are so cheap and naive to let two men mark her, I just can't understand how anyone could let that happen” Mum said and I knew who those words were being referred to. Liv stiffened as she poured the jug of water into her glass, lifting it up to her lips while her hands trembled. I held Liv's hand and guided the glass to her lips “Drink up" I instructed and she nodded her head, slowly gulping down the water till nothing was left.