Names Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Dae instantly wanted to watch the movie. Two and a half hours later, as they walked out of the theatre, Dae felt extremely hungry, even though he had literally swallowed one and a half bucket of popcorn and a packet of potato chips and a bottle of 7 up, involuntarily while watching the movie. He whined tugging on Aroon's shirt sleeves whilst rubbing on his stomach. Aroon was also feeling really hungry as they ate breakfast very early in the morning. They managed to find a good restaurant very soon, because literally the street was full of shops and restaurants.

“Not quite the proud princess anymore, are you?” “Stay away,” Shama whispered, inching backward. Ekansh’s smile deepened, but there was no warmth in it. “No need to run. It’s over, Shanaya.” He paused, his smile sharpening. “Let's end this game of yours, shall we?" In a swift motion, he lunged forward, his hand wrapping around her throat. Shama gasped as she felt the pressure tighten, her breath cutting off abruptly. Her eyes widened in terror as she struggled against his grip, clawing at his fingers, desperation flooding her system.

She gets dressed immediately, but doesn't dare leave the place where she is. - What is your name? – the alpha asks, kindly. - My name is Katniss. - How old are you, Katniss? - I'm eighteen. - she answers without lifting her eyes from the ground. - Where are your parents? - They were killed by other rogues two years ago. - she replies. - Do you know the rogues that were chasing you? - No. I always hid and kept my distance from other rogues, but I was so hungry that I didn't notice their presence. I ran away. Sorry for getting into the pack.

“Are they really going to just let me fall back?” That's actually... cause me a sigh of relief. I'm tired by the eyes that following my every steps! Then there's Grandma I notice anxious and been in contact with the messengers lady. And everyone of them is given grandma a jade, however it only cause Grandma to deeply anxious. Then her expression greatly change, she said in certainty, “It must be those horrible species! The Lycan kidnapped the future of the huntress!” “Future... of the huntress?” I curiously eyed everyone that suddenly voice out their wanting to wipe out the species they despise.

When Lila finally stirred, she did so with a trembling breath and a pinched expression of determination battling apprehension. 'I want this so badly, Dad,' she said, her fingers quivering slightly. _'But I'm also terrified of what lies ahead with this Hunger Games fiasco," Wilkins explained. If I somehow fall or let that awful woman's nasty ultimatums get the best of me...if I fail-'_ Ethan lifted a calloused palm to cut her off, his gaze ringing with calm resolve.

Sadly, it wasn’t meant to be as the screams get louder before another long whistle blows making me think they got hurt, or worse. Just then another horn sounds off. This one lower and almost baritone, like a foghorn. Then the sound of rocks shifting could be heard, like an earthquake as the walls begin to move on their own. Some lifting while others shifting into weird angles. Kinda like the hunger games, and the weird terrane that tries to kill you as I'm forced into a different passage before it could crush me. What in the world? Moving walls? Are we suddenly in Panem? "For crying out loud” I yell more to myself than to anyone else, realizing this game wouldn’t be considered fair. As this

Just grabbed a fork and started eating straight from the container, standing at the counter. The noodles were too hot and burned my tongue, but I didn’t care. I just kept shoveling them into my mouth, angry at myself, angry at the situation, angry at how everything had gotten so complicated. “This is your fault,” I muttered to myself between bites. “You had one job. One simple job. Get close to him, use him for revenge, don’t catch feelings. How hard is that?” Apparently very hard when the man in question was Jonathan Hart. I stabbed at the noodles viciously, sauce splattering onto the counter.

“Still alive?” I leaned against the hallway wall outside the ballroom and let out a quiet laugh. “Barely. My mother is actively trying to auction me off.” “Should I come rescue you?” “Please. Bring a ladder.” “Is it that bad?” “Charity gala. Wealthy donors. Everyone staring at me like I’m a project.” “Ah,” Noah said. “The Hunger Games, but with champagne.” “Exactly.” He chuckled. “Are they interrogating you about me again?”

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.

Copyright© by Victory Christian November 2021 This is my first book on Goodnovel, and I want to thank you all for giving it a chance. I'll try to make it worth your time.. Don't forget your votes, reviews and comments really mean a lot. Thanks. ~ORIGINAL WORK~ Blurb ________ Belle was an average highschool student, until she received the link of an online game called "The harvest". The game is such that, whatever you're asked to collect... you must. Organs, body parts and the likes.