Peacekeepers Hunger Games Novels & Stories

He cupped my cheek, his warm hand a comforting weight. “God is truly kind,” I whispered, looking into his eyes. “After all the pain, this joy feels like a miracle.” James leaned closer, brushing his thumb along my cheekbone. “Let’s start over, Katniss. Let’s rebuild everything from the ground up. I know there will be challenges—hard ones. But this time…” He paused, his gaze firm and filled with quiet determination. “This time, let’s face them together. Don’t give up on us. Don’t give up on me.”

He said, angry at the hunger that befriended Jennet at the moment. If hunger is a living human, Hue would have to punch it in the face and toss it into the void where it could never find its way home. Even if hunger managed to get back, Hue would go to war with pan and spoon in his hands, defeating it endlessly. Hunger, a third wheel indeed because nothing good could be enjoyed when it appears. Truly a mood killer! However, Jennet was thankful for the appearance of the unexpected saviour. Hunger had spared her purity from getting devoured by the man before her. She was grateful for it, very much!

We sit there in the snow for a long moment, breathing together, grounding each other in the simple truth that we are alive. Then the sound reaches us. A distant thrum. Low. Rhythmic. I look up toward the horizon. A helicopter crests the ridge, dark against the pale sky, rotors cutting through the air. Relief and tension crash into each other inside me. Help is coming. “Kaye,” I say. “Veilkeepers.” Her shoulders tense. “They felt it,” she says. “The collapse. It echoed.” The helicopter descends, snow whipping around us as it lands a safe distance away. Armed operatives spill out quickly, weapons lowered but ready. Their movements are efficient, practiced, cautious.

Fifty UN peacekeepers in full tactical gear rushed the aircraft, their heavy assault rifles raised and aimed directly at the side doors. Lucian moved with a terrifying, unadulterated blur. He didn't wait for the guards to approach. He violently kicked the heavy side door open, stepping out into the freezing wind. He didn't raise his hands. The apocalyptic predator simply stood at his full, towering height, a monolithic shield of pure, corded muscle and dark, demonic wrath. The fifty peacekeepers instinctively took a step back, completely terrified by the sheer physical gravity of the monster stepping off the aircraft.

He looked battered, his naval coat torn, but he was holding two dented tin mugs. "Where did you find coffee?" I asked, taking a mug. "Looted Ironwood’s private stash," Vance grinned tiredly. "The man was a tyrant, but he imported good beans." He sat down beside me, looking out at the ruins. "The Peacekeepers surrendered," Vance reported. "Once the signal from the Architect cut out... they just stopped. They’re confused. Scared. The black veins are fading from their eyes."

what revenge could possibly be worth destroying the lives of innocent people… its savage, ruthless! Everyone started loading their kit into the jeeps, each picking one to ride in. Heath insisted I rode in the first jeep that he would be driving along with Adeena, Mitch and his brother Warren who was also a warrior. Trey, Yen and Danny and another warrior had the jeep behind us and behind them was a long line of black jeeps that held brave and fierce Diamond moon warriors. As the first jeep in front, I couldn’t help but feel we were leading them on some sort of suicide mission... each of them leaving their world behind to fight for the Blue Moon. All I could do was hope the Blue Moon hadn’t d

Our very "Katniss and Peeta" Peeta is at the chest, cracking the puzzle and Katniss is approaching. 1st Commentator: This is a moment of decision, guys. Will this ship, "Sameverly" go through? I am no prophet, guys but I see these kids giving us, drama. Just like the Hunger Games itself. Second Commentator: This boy is wonder!! He has cracked what some players in other location couldn't. Well, half of the prize will still go to them being that there are the only surviving player and a winner must emerge.

Beside her, lounged Brodie, another Peacekeeper, and member of the hockey team. On the other bed sat James, Kelly, and Andrew. Triplets who ran a faction of the Peacekeepers in another town. They volunteered to help when they found out what had happened. Rogues weren’t a problem in their area, though they were responsible for keeping an eye on some of the Crescent compounds. It bothered them that this one had been filled without their knowledge.

Still, I couldn’t wrap my head around the reason why. These residents, including Hannah, were gorgeous. They could have anyone in the world. Why did they need a communal lover?

Dante explained that if we open the main vault door then all of her soldiers will start attacking through the tunnels. Dante I showed him the monitor. A woman fell down in the ash while a teenager tried to help her up as Council Elites moved in. The people suffer from hunger They live in constant fear. Queenship requires me to leave my sheltered bunker and witness the people who believe in me die outside in the snow. Dante looked at the screen. He saw my violet eyes which showed desperation. He understood that I could not perform a shift to rescue them and this knowledge made me suffer intense emotional pain.