Mockingjay Part 2 President Coin Novels & Stories

She raised a brow, looking at him with a hint of mischief. Thinking of that cup of hot cocoa that hit the spot, his arrival now made sense. "I was passing by," Jeffrey replied stiffly, not intending to sit down. "Oh?" Melanie smirked. "Just passing by, yet President Morgan personally steps in for a shoot? Jones Enterprise really hit the jackpot! Sign Stephen and get the famous President Morgan as a bonus!" "Hmph! It's good that you know what an honor this is for you," Jeffrey replied, fully aware she must have recognized him and offered no denial.

And a smart political weapon in his arsenal. “Dinner tonight?” She asked. And Richard nodded with a grin on his lips before leaning in to peck her lips softly before walking off towards the Oval. How happy they looked. His fingers found the knot of his tie and he let it loose needing some fresh air. Alyssa had almost reached the Court when she stopped to see from another woman’s phone Richard’s press conference. The President appeared and enchanted everyone. She heard his speak and a smile crept to her face. The President of the USA. He was the President. He was perfect.

“ I don’t like you, Kiko. All of those things are in the past. Father cannot just decided on who I am going to marry. I am not a fucking child and it’s my right to choose who the fuck I want to marry, for Pete's sake!” My screams echoes along with the living room but Kiko made no response of being fazed by my words. He just sit there and fixed his suit, his fucking animal printed suit before adjusting himself to the couch. “ Very well,” he mentioned and I thought that is over until he handed me something. It’s a flash drive. A fucking flash drive. When he noticed that I am not going to accept it, he placed it over the coffee table before standing up. “ Just so you know, the president is goin

I turned away, but she didn’t stop. “Talk to me, Jimmie.” Her tone was softer now, almost pleading. But still—I couldn’t speak. My heart was pounding out of my chest. I opened my mouth, trying to find some version of the truth that didn’t sound like a fever dream or a scandal— And then, just as I tried to breathe, a notification pinged on the tablet again. Clementine’s eyes dropped. BREAKING: “RESURRECTION OR REVELATION? — THE PRESIDENT, THE PA, AND THE TOUCH THAT SHOCKED A NATION”

And stepping out onto the main road in front of cameras: the President. > “Today I stand with Raven’s Peak—not just in memory of what was lost, but in full support of what’s being built here. Thanks to Asher Nightshade and his team, this mountain has become one of the nation’s most stable and sustainable power sources. What they’ve achieved—coexistence, self-reliance, unity—is worth protecting.” Aiden’s face went ice cold. Mercer kept his eyes down. “Sir… there’s a full federal detail. Military escorts. Surveillance drones. We move now, and it’s war with the U.S. government.”

Mercedes wasn't going to kowtow to him like everyone else. "If I don't know any better, Mr President, I would say that you are obsessed with me and you can't do away with my presence." Her tone relayed a mocking effect, making Nathan's eyes squint with a flare of fury, he scoffed, "don't get your hopes up. For as long as I have that dollar bill on the wall, I will do as I please," he stated matter of factly.

~~~ When the president spotted Trey and his family approaching, he greeted them with an air of authority. Craig stood up, taking Michelle’s hand and leading her forward as if presenting her to royalty. “Mr. President,” Trey said, extending his hand with a practiced smile. “Mr. Collins. Glad to see you,” the president responded, shaking Trey's hand with a firm grip that spoke of years in leadership. “Same here,” Trey replied, gesturing towards Martina. “You’ve already met my wife, Martina Collins.”

"This card holds all my personal assets. Since you're now my girlfriend, I'm entrusting it all to you." Stunned, Yaslyn looked at the card in her hand, struggling to process what just happened. "I don't want your card." "Keep it. Sooner or later, even the Warren Group will be yours." Xoan's voice was low, but the gossiping crowd behind them heard every word. "Did you hear that? The president is being lovey-dovey!" "Why not? Why can't our president speak a few sweet words once in a blue moon?" "I've realized that even though I don't love money, every moment that moves me needs money."