Novel & Cerita Peeta Katniss

All I can think of as I stare at Aaron freaking Lee Altamira is "How on earth is it possible for someone to be gorgeous like that?" * "Who's that?" I ask pointing ahead to someone as I threw a handful of skittles into my mouth. "That's Crack head Cole, he smokes, does drug and sells around to any willing buyer," Peyton explained resting her head on my thigh.

Then suddenly— "Oh my God!" Her voice cut through the quiet. Kane reacted instantly. His entire body snapped toward her, alert, tense, ready. "What?" he demanded. Mona's eyes were wide, but not with fear. With excitement. "We need to celebrate your win, mister!" Kane blinked. Then exhaled sharply, running a hand through his hair. "Shit, princess," he muttered. "Don't do that." She tilted her head. "Do what?" "Yell like that," he said. "Thought something was wrong."

Atticus. The people within the frame seem almost alive because whoever painted them captured their features with incredible, vibrant colors. I can't help but stare at Atticus. He is absolutely stunning, his amazing eyes just as emerald green as when I saw him in the mist. His resemblance to the man and woman sitting just below him confirms they must be his parents. He's a combination of them both, with his father's hard jawline and his mother's plump lips. There's a girl in the picture as well who's most likely his sister, but she's much younger.

They were absolutely beautiful, Capri could not help but call him with tears rolling down her cheeks to say thank you. Belle told her grandmother that Leo and Capri talked everyday and that they were so in love. Poor thing did not know the half of it. She just couldn’t help that Capri was back and her family in her eyes would finally be completed. They had their own plan of Capri having a baby and how Belle would be the perfect big sister. They even had a baby girls name picked out “Penelope Reign,” and her being spoiled just the way Belle was. If it was boy, Leo and capri were on their own.

I assured her. "No. You can't." Lilika retorted with an assurance of steel. "I was going to observe her. Get into her head. Maybe even convince both of them to move in with us. We were going to get my son back and initiate the finale of that Attica thrash downfall. But you just had to butt in. Must you solidify the statement that beauty comes with no brains?"

Lena's POV. “Please… please… I didn't know I was… I passed out. I'm sorry,” my breath wheezed out in a desperate rush. I dropped to my knees, bowing my head to the floor. “Please, I never meant to offend you, I'm just a helpless girl. I got kicked out of my home… and I got kidnapped… I” my voice broke down in tears as I tried to plead my case to him. He looked pissed, and to find out I was treated by an enemy I had not encountered in my lifetime. Life was bent on showing me that my case could only get worse every day.

If that ends up being the case, both he and Bree will have their hands full. “No, actually you stay. It would be good to get your take on this.” I saw as relaxes back into the armchair a bit, while still keeping his elbows on his knees, like he’s already planning a strategy for whatever is going on. He’s a lot like Jacob in that respect, I realize. Like Jacob, Dax, while an adult, is also still young and is determined to do his job well (which he always does), taking things very seriously as to not be looked upon as a pup. That’s when she arrives. The woman who taught me about compassion, taught me how to care for a pack, also taught me how to fight, and how to make the best damn chocolate c

Reyes and the camp maids, they’ve heard every single biting word. Kate’s face turns scarlet. She hurries to the door to disappear and retreat across the eight yards to her room in the 2nd house, the Latte House. As she swings open the door of the Main House, out of the corner of her eyes, she sees one person, Nathan, raise his right hand in the three-finger salute from Hunger Games.

She walked to him and waited for Caesar's command. "Any last words, lover boy?" Caesar asked, smiling. Chase spat at him. "Fuck you!" I shut my eyes and turned away but by the time Aria was done, I knew he was long gone. His life had been snuffed out in an instantly by the hand of the woman he had sworn to protect. I began to say my last prayers. "Finish this, my kitten." Caesar commanded, moving back. I knew my time had come and just as she raised her dagger high, ready to strike the final blow that would end my life, I felt a sudden peace. I didn't know what caused it but it just happened.

I felt anger bubble inside me. “Look at me!” I snapped. His eyes shot up to mine. “Do you know who I am?” I asked. He nodded. “Tell me.” “You’re Leah Garrison.” “Yes, I am. And you did this to me.” I held out my wrists and then lifted my jumper to show my healing wound. His eyes fell to my stomach and then back to his chained wrists. When he lifted his gaze again, his eyes were filled with sorrow. “I am so sorry; we did this to you.”