Peeta Katniss Novels & Stories

Instead of sitting beside him, she climbed onto his lap. Kane went completely still. Mona settled comfortably against him, apparently unaware of the effect she was having. Her eyes dropped to the glass. "What's that?" "Whiskey." She looked at him. "May I?" "Just a sip." He handed it over. Mona took the smallest taste. Her entire face twisted. "That's nasty." Kane laughed. "You asked for it." "It tastes like someone dissolved a table in alcohol." "That's whiskey." "I'll stick to ramen thank you ."

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.

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

Rachel After having quite a stressful yet demanding dinner, we all sat down on our patio with each one of us devouring some ice cream for dessert. Both Jayce and Daniel also seemed to be getting along well together, talking to each other, and laughing together. I guess it will be long before they start to accept each other's relations, clearing all other differences between them.

He paused for a second, looking down, before adding, “And blessed with a plum chest.” Yet again, Kenzie’s mouth fell on the floor. She acted to free herself from Andrew, but he held on to her too tight. She warned, “Don’t be such a pervert or I’ll get a divorce.” With Andrew laughing at her words, she let herself at ease. Somehow, her instincts were not being defensive, and she felt comfortable with the man. “I like you... Let me guess, your name is gorgeous?” Andrew inquired. Seeing Kenzie shake her head and smirking in amusement, he resumed, “No? Then your name must be Katniss… because you are starting an uprising… in my district.”

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?"

She’s in her thirties and is wearing a jarring and bright contrast of a suit jacket, a skirt and a turban, plus a boa-sized layering of shawls and scarves. At least 20 minutes is spent filling out the personal information sheet. Because Kate is terrified out of her wits, she goes on auto-pilot. Her brain takes over and she has an almost out-of-body experience where she watches her own self going through the motions. The head examiner says “… yadda, yadda, yadda cream of the crop yadda, yadda, yadda…” and freely associating, Kate’s hyperactive imagination takes all of them to the Reaping. The head examiner – because of her eclectic fashion sense – turns into Effie. “Happy Hunger Games! And ma

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.”