Maysilee Hunger Games Novels & Stories

They were nothing like what i had seen the first time i saw her. “What?” I managed to ask. “Yes Laila- your claws were the first to mark me.” Maya said and rubbed the scar above her lips i had seen earlier. That was me? My eyes widened as so many qustions clouded my mind. “You know a hunter?” It was Estelle’ss priscy voice. “Wow Laila you sure know trobule in a lot of wyas.” Hunter. Maya was a hunter. My sister was a hunter.

The maids reassured me with a smile, as they said that it’s gonna be okay. After hours of exhausting training, Damien and his parents entered the training grounds; and the very first thing that caught their eye was the sight of me pulling the gun’s trigger, and ended up shooting next to the bull’s eye. They looked at me with amusement, and soon after, Damien walked closer to me with a proud look on his face. “Not bad,” he smirked. I looked back at him, as I smiled. Damien’s eyes were fixed on me; not a second of turning away. We’re like lovers who hold the most genuine feelings towards each other. A model having an affair with one of the strongest mafia bosses in the world. What could be pos

You have such beautiful eyes Blue Blue : {smiles} thank you From afar the chief maid's daughter was passing by when she sighted them She became angry Girl: what the hell is wrong with this Blue Maid. She doesn't know her boundaries? And she's openly flirting with the young master. I better report her to mom Then she went back inside hurriedly

In the evening, at the Blue Bay villa… Maisie was on her laptop while lying on her belly in bed, and her legs were bent upward. Ryleigh replied to her message. [Naomi Topaz submitted her resume. Do you think it’s just someone with the same name?] Maisie: [Yes, the photo is hers, not just someone with the same name.] Ryleigh: [Hmm… I didn’t know she was learning jewelry designing.] Maisie was thinking about something when a silhouette approached and grabbed her by the waist. She turned around in shock but only saw a blur when her lips felt warm.

They crumble to ash mid-run. He grins over his shoulder. “The bloodlust? Turns into a savage sex drive. I plan on tearing that perfect little ass up.” Then he smacks said ass and dives back into battle. Gods, I love being mated. TRAITOR! Menhit—the Egyptian minor goddess of war—screams from across the field. She launches herself over a corpse, an ankh raised high. I summon a spear mid-air and drive it through her gut without blinking. I look around the battlefield.

Miles carried a small axe, throwing it in the air while I just wanted to enjoy the show. We waited for night to come, and the moon wasn't out today, which made it better for us. We made our way through the bushes and towards the Beta's house. It's not going to be hard for us to get in because as soon as Miles made a bird sound which sounded so much like an actual bed, the main door was pulled open, and there she was, black midnight hair with eyes the color of black silver, Maya his sister. She had an evil glint in her eyes as she let us in. Mayhem ruffled her hair, and she smacked his hands off.

“Okay, that’s nice. Nice to meet you, Miles!” “My turn!” My little girl gushed excitedly before announcing to all, “I am Miley! My name is Miley Ann Marie Hernandez, daddy! I am four years old but I will be 5 by Christmas, so save the date! It’s two presents not one. One for Christmas and one for my birthday, don’t get them wrong too!”

Though, Miles still stands by the door, watching as Mae assembles into my room. Like I said she looks hot. Fitted in a red, backless, body hug sequin gown, four inches heels- that’s her favorite of course. I haven’t come across a day Mae isn’t on heels. It’s her signature in the campus. Mae the stiletto girl is her nickname whenever someone wants to address her. A neatly, gathered golden, blonde hair in a French twist and full lips all glammed up with a red lipstick. She closes in on me with questions etch on her features. I’m just about to get slam. I hate it.

Miley called her over and she smile before walking over to them. She sat beside Miley and ruffled her hair slowly. " Momma, you know Alex right? " Myles asked her and she nodded. " Myles, stop! " Miley groaned cutely " Miley likes him " Myles whispered but loud enough for them all to hear and Tia chuckled. " Really? " Tia asked and Miley nodded. " No I don't " Miley protested. " Yes you do! " Myles said. " No I don't.. "

She turned to see the girl next to her looking close to passing out. “OH MY GOD!” Maya heard her sister’s loud shrieking from beside her. She had her eyes fixed on her fingers, counting each digit to help her breathe better. “He is looking this way!” Out of curiosity, Maya glanced up to the stage once more, and she found to her surprise that the popstar was indeed looking their way. Oddly enough, from her angle, it seemed those dark eyes were fixed on her. Maya shuffled to the side. Dae’s gaze followed—amused. She moved once more, and he was still looking. She narrowed her eyes at him. What are you looking at?