Marvel Hunger Games の小説・ストーリー

I said and Harry raised an eyebrow. “Well, with Louis out of the way, the two can go back to playing lovers in public” Harry stated and I shook my head making both him and Timur frown in confusion. “The Bloodlust Games are launching here in New York. However, what I can’t understand is how they managed to do it right under our noses and no one caught any sight or heard anything of it” I said and Timur frowned.

It was a pathetic and undeniable craven existence but it was how they were winning the war. Dave let out a sigh. "No. He used a HG blade." I nodded. A brilliant man named Henry Gomez spent his life developing a UV spiked, but essentially silver based liquid that could be applied to any metallic object, leaving a coat of active poison that would kill both shade and host upon entering the their shared body. Something in perfectly balanced formula temporarily imprisoned the shade and as long as the wounds you inflicted on the human were mortal, the shade shared the same fate. The HG liquid had become as precious to us as light bulbs. It was hard to come by at the best of times, especially out h

I yelled out in pain, my tears were falling to the intense pain. "Shani..." I could hear Rain calling out my name on the background. But all I saw was the largest demon crawler who was towering above me. He growled loudly until my ears could not hear anything but the ringing sound, and eerily silence background. Maven was struggling with the demon's strength. And seconds later I could hear growling and crackling sounds of bones. I knew that was when Rain's wolf came to my rescue. There were blood gushing, skins tearing and howls of pain from the giant crawler until moments later Maven was to my side and wrap my thigh with a very large leaf, and he quickly smeared a generous amount of ointmen

Marcus Thorne stood at the intersection of what had been a residential district in South Mumbai, his golden shield expanded to maximum diameter, sweat pouring down his face despite the sub-zero temperature radiating from the entity consuming the city behind him. The Hungry was no longer a contained ball of compressed want. It had shed its junk-data shell like a snake molting, and what emerged was a forty-foot-tall mass of writhing need that moved by literally eating the space in front of it. Buildings did not collapse as it passed. They simply ceased to have ever existed, the concept of their presence devoured along with their physical structure. "Haley!" Marcus bellowed into his comms while

The landscape stretched out before us, vibrant and teeming with life, but also filled with hidden perils. Our team, consisting of Aret, Nova, Horia, and myself, Jannah, had trained for years to reach this point, but nothing could have prepared us for the reality of the Hunger Games. The very mention of its name sent shivers down our spines, and we knew that survival in this brutal contest would demand everything we had. Our surroundings were dense with towering trees and exotic flora, their vibrant colors contrasting with the shadowy undergrowth. The air was thick with the sounds of unknown creatures, their calls, and rustlings both fascinating and foreboding.

Mj pushed Mara at arms length but didn't let go of her “what's wrong Mara?” Mara opened her bottle and took a long drink before handing it to Mj who did the same. The two girls slid to the floor at the same time leaning against the bed. “Tanner is my mate” Mara almost whispered, Mj took the bottle and gulped down more of the spicy brown liquid, “Why don't you sound happy?” Mj asked as she passed the bottle back to Mara “He’s the brother of an Alpha Moll,” Mara explained “he lives in a pack and he’s a damn hunter so it's not like I could convince him to leave with me-” Mara clapped a hand over her mouth as she passed the bottle back to Mj who laughed low in her throat before she took anothe

The second fought with hunger, with wicked delight, as though every blow only sharpened him. And Mara—Mara was the fire between them. Her pulse raced, her breath shallow, as she realized the truth. She wasn’t just caught in their war. She was the prize. And both of them were willing to burn for her. The fight spilled across the cabin. The table overturned, chairs splintered, the knife kicked under the bed. Thunder rolled outside, drowning their curses. The first slammed the second into the wall, teeth bared, spit flying. “She doesn’t want you—”

Kendra's POV I don't know how long it's been since Ryker took me. I haven't seen much of him just his stupid henchmen. They bring me food and water but I hardly touch it. I drink the water to keep me hydrated but I refuse to eat anything because I am afraid that it may be drugged. The door opened and Hunter stood in the doorway. "I see you haven't eaten again. Look, Kendra, I know that you don't trust us but you have to eat." I just looked at him then looked away. He picked up the tray of food and walked back to the door. "Fine have it your way. I'm sure Ryker will be thrilled to know that you are refusing to eat." He closed the door behind him and I just curled up into a ball the best I cou

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