Meme Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Academy gossip, winter festival plans, even who was dating who. “So,” Finley teased, “are you two still doing that identity swap thing?” I swallowed hard. I was about to answer when Phoenix cut in first. “I just wanna play Mobile Legends again. That’s the priority.” I gawked at him. Seriously? Dude was in a coma for weeks and the first thing he wants is a video game?! Then the door opened. Hayden walked in… with Zion and Adonis. My heart dropped straight to the floor. “Hey, Phoenix,” Hayden said casually. Too casually.

“Oh thank God, backup. Jackson, explain memes to your boyfriend. He doesn’t understand why anyone would care about a woman yelling at a cat.” “It’s not that I don’t care,” Frost protested. “I just don’t understand the context. Is this a human realm inside joke? Did something happen with this specific woman and cat?” I couldn’t help but laugh, dropping my bag by the door. “Frost, it’s just a meme. It doesn’t have to make sense. That’s kind of the point.” “But—” “Nope.” Maya held up a hand. “We’re moving on. Next meme.” She scrolled down, and Frost leaned in closer, his expression adorably perplexed.

But the heat underneath was undeniable. He did not apologize nor look away. He simply held her eyes for a moment, longer than usual, then walked past her with the faintest ghost of a smile at the corner of his mouth. Mara spent the rest of the day thinking about that look. It wasn’t the gaze of a husband who had grown bored of routine. It wasn’t affection or habit or even appreciation. It was hunger, which was quietly restrained. And that restraint… unsettled her. The second time it happened was in the kitchen.

Tears were now out of the question, this was not the time for petty sorrow and self pity, I was starving and thirsty, but both men refused to provide me with anything other than death threats. "You're both devils." I don't think I have ever felt so much hatred for another human being until now. "So I've been told." Eye patch muttered, his attention remaining solely on the game in front of him. "You're both sick bastards and I hope you burn in hell." It was partly dehydration and hunger talking, but I nonetheless I meant what I said. "Is that so? How 'bout I take you with us?" Eye patch answered again, stalking towards me, I didn't break eye contact, I knew exactly what he was about to do and

"Do you know how dangerous that place is? When the scaffolding fell on her, she was still clutching the 300 dollars she'd just been paid. She kept calling your name, saying now she could buy you another toilet bowl!" The impassioned speech made a few distant relatives tear up. The onlooking reporters and fans also began pointing at me and whispering among themselves. "Oh my god, is that true? That's so cold!" "He'd abandon his own mother for money?" "He's definitely the most ungrateful player in esports." I listened to all the murmurs, my face expressionless. "So what? She went and got herself killed. What's that got to do with me?" No sooner had the words left my mouth than a loud slap land

"I'm hungry." Back in my teenage human days, I was an ass, I used girls and then dump them like trash. When I went to college, I was still an ass and hooked up with half of the girls there. I even screwed the Dean's daughter. None of them caught my attention, it was all for fun, until a certain human named, Sarai, entered my life.

And mine always below 4? "Love just accept it. You loose." "Whatever." I grumbled. "You want a rematch love?" "No. You offer a rematch so you'll get another wish." I pack up the board game and place it on the side table. It is just 3pm. And I am hungry again. What is wrong with my stomach? It seems like I am always hungry. I just ate literally an hour ago. "Are you hungry?" Gideon ask. "We just ate an hour ago." I deadpanned.

"Technically, you're in a near-death state. You only get your life back if you clear the game." "What if your Anxiety Level hits zero?" I asked. "Do you get a special reward? Like, God Mode?" The group fell into a strange silence. Then, they burst into laughter. "Hahaha! God Mode?" Marcus was laughing so hard he was crying. "Sweetheart, you think this is a video game?" "Anxiety at zero? Impossible," the guy in glasses scoffed. "Unless you're a robot or something." Ethan was frowning at me. "Ava, your player profile—"

~. VELIA.~ "I bring this meeting to a close." I said leaving the council hall with my maids trailing behind. "Your Highness, today is the Grand Finale of the Hunger Games, would you like to watch it?" one of my maids asked and I nodded, handing her the documents I was holding. "Yes, so please prepare a seat for me at the projection site." She nodded, walking away with the other maids. Today had just begun and I was already exhausted, as I walked through the hallway I spotted a blonde-haired male with green streaks talking to the council members.

the moment I said that everybody had looked at me with a horrified expression on their faces and then they told me that I didn't want that not in the slightest I was confused why they would react like that wouldn't they wants to stop eating the unsubstance as well and it's something that was actually delectable and probably healthier? What was when the inmate that have stayed in this rat hole the longest told me that's the only people that were solved food like that where people that were fighting and playing the rogue King's game, so basically it was like a meal before death and one could only get it after going far enough in the games meaning that the person was practically eating of the b