Monologues Hunger Games Novels & Stories

WOLVES SHOULD BURN. The words filled the screen. It was fear. It was hatred. But it was something even worse. Certainty. Something inside me cracked. And in a trembling voice, I whispered, “I need water.” Darius paused and frowned. “You refused to eat, and now you want water?” He turned away. “There’s no water here.” I quickly placed my hands on my stomach. “You said I’m just bait, and you want me dead before Lucien arrives. I don’t think I’ll survive if I don’t drink water right now.”

he called out, his voice firm but laced with a hint of annoyance. A weak voice responded, barely audible. “Caleb…please…help me.” Caleb’s expression twisted in irritation. “What’s going on, Monica? Why are you begging?” Monica’s voice cracked, desperation seeping into her words. “I need…water…food…please, Caleb. I can’t take it anymore.” Caleb snorted, his eyes rolling in disgust. “You should have thought of that before,.” Monica’s voice rose, a faint hint of anger amidst the desperation.

As he approaches the microphone, the spotlight finds him, and the cameras focus on his every movement. “ Daniel… ” Mona whispers under her breath as if she can’t believe her eyes. “ I am Daniel Alfonso… ” The man ignores Mona and begins, his voice shaking slightly. “ Mona’s husband. And for years, I have been nothing more than a prisoner in my own home. ” The room goes silent again.

I coughed and wheezed and struggled back to my feet. "UGH." I heard Darion groan. Smoke blinded my sight, and I could see nothing before me—the sounds of people and monsters fighting and the sounds of people dying and begging filled my ears. "Mira!!" I called. I heard Olivia cough, and I struggled to my feet, still dazed. "Mira!!" I cried desperately. "I'm fine. I'm fine." she heard her mutter from the darkness. "DO YOU NOT SEE ITS BEAUTY. THE BEAUTY THAT IS DEATH, THE MERCY THAT IS DARKNESS." Saltos's voice boomed through the evening sky.

Mona has no time to think about anything; she just wants to eat, she was actually hungry just by being here, and the aroma of food is just hitting her face and making her more ravenous. “Ellon, I feel like I just fought a big battle; now I am so hungry that I can eat the whole cow,” Mona says while rubbing her stomach, which is unladylike. Both Ophelia and Mr. Reed are talking about todays’ case; they both are people, no matter where they are, will definitely attract people’s attention, even if they are in simple formal dresses that couldn’t hide their gracefulness.

Kendra's POV I awoke shivering under a blanket of fresh snow. I couldn't move and I knew that the snow was still falling. "You have to get up Kendra," I said out loud to myself. I tried to sit up, but the moment I tried to move my leg the pain shot through my whole body. It was so intense that I instantly felt sick to my stomach. I laid back feeling defeated and helpless. I never thought that it would end this way. It wasn't going to end this way, I thought to myself. My will to live started to take hold and I made myself slip into a crawling position. I pushed everything out of my mind except the will to live and started to slowly crawl. There was a fallen tree just a few feet in front of m

Her life was buried in books and watching movies. What others will deem as boring was a typical normal to Monica. Her tummy rumbled and she remembered not having anything to eat since morning. It was just a few minutes to midday and she didn't know how to tell Sly she was hungry. Undisclosed to her, Sly hadn't eaten too but he felt no hunger, and excitement from nearing achieving his goal. He was only left with one more step.

I tried to stand up, holding onto the chair so that I could go and ask the cafeteria attendant what she put in my food but…I fell back on the floor. I couldn't walk with an aching stomach. It felt as though someone was stabbing me with a million silver daggers in the stomach. "I have informed Jonas and he has told me that he's on the way. Please don't give up on life, Hazel. We have come a long way for you to give up. If you don't want to do it for yourself then do it for me. Don't give up on me, okay." Monalisa said and tears streamed down her cheeks. She pulled me into her arms and hugged me too tightly. More tears flowed from my eyes when I heard what she said.

I whispered, my words trembling with conviction, “I’ll make sure you choke on your own tongue before you ever laugh at me again. I’ll make your death so twisted, it’ll become a mystery whispered through generations. An eternity of dread every time they speak your name.” The guard only spat on the floor, unfazed. “Big words for a rat in a cage.” I smiled through the tears burning down my cheeks, a smile as sharp as shattered glass. “Cages don’t last forever. But fear does.” His silence this time told me he had heard, even if he pretended not to. I sank back against the wall, my chest heaving, my hands still trembling. The food lay rotting on the ground, but I didn’t care. Hunger could tear me

he feeds me the details. It was as if I saw a lot of hearts in my eyes when he mentioned that and I immediately smiled. "I said those brands and a smile quickly appeared on your face while you hurt me when you first saw me. What a bitch Cassandra Monasterio." he couldn't believe what he said I just laughed. "Too much drama Rozzemick Fuederigo" I state. He laughed and gave me a hug. "Welcome back" I said with happiness this time and hug him back.