Peeta Mellark Hunger Games Quotes Novels & Stories

She smiles, “So, Eda, why don’t you tell us about you? Do you like to play video games?” Peelle says her name, “Alita.” She looks at him wide eyed as she responds, “What?” He huffs, “Don’t overwhelm her.” She scoffs, “I’m not overwhelming her!” She looks at me and questions, “Am I overwhelming you?” I don’t even have a chance to answer before she says, “See! I’m not overwhelming her!”

“Wasnt she part of Azreal’s pack? Did Azreal want her?” Mj felt Theron start to rustle inside her and it felt like school’s of fish inside her body, suddenly Theron spoke and it almost sounded like he was afraid. “My little one I fear we will be in trouble if I do not do something, please forgive me for the pain I must now put you through” Mj wanted to protest but Pepper’s claws had started to dig into the flesh of her neck and she could feel the blood running down her chest

Emelia's Pov Her words were designed to burn. But instead of flinching, “Useless?” I repeated, my lips curling into a cold smile, “Tell me, if I were useless, why does my very presence make you so uneasy? Why are you trying so hard to convince yourselves I don’t matter? If I were truly nothing, you wouldn’t waste your breath on me.”

“Your mother speaks with a British accent. I’m just an educated man who’s American accent is overly polished. Well, I won’t blame Lady Lucinda for thinking the same way I do. Great minds think alike as it is unheard of for a rich girl to marry a poor man.” “It only happens in movies and clichè Y/A novels. But this is real life, Katniss. Don’t let illusions full ya.” “Well then, Mr. Educated Fancy Pants. I won’t sit here and listen to you insult Noah and I anymore in your ‘fancy polished accent.’ I’ll beg to take my leave now. Have a goodnight sir.” Katniss said, dramatically imitating his accent when she said ‘fancy polished accent’. She banged her fists on the bar table before she stood up

he was goading me by saying it that way, and it would have worked if I wasn't so fucking hungry —for food and him. My eyes almost popped at my thoughts and I quickly cleared my throat and brain. “I'll pass. I'm too starved to kick your ass,” I said, hoping that the joke would wash away the thoughts from my mind. Miguel chuckled like he knew exactly what I was trying to hide. “Surely, that can't be your excuse. You're just scared to have your ass kicked—” My stomach grumbled, wiping that smug look off his face. “You were saying,” I cocked my head to the side, and Perez laughed.

But the beast wanted you to suffer, as I had suffered over the years. Do you remember the words, Percival? "May no food calm your hunger, nor drink quench your thirst. May you forget joy, happiness, and suffer no sorrow or loss. May no laughter brighten your day, nor tears calm your mood. Until the last of my breaths is expired, may you be cursed." Did your skin crawl as you read those words?

Despite the hardships we had faced, there was a glimmer of hope in her eyes, a reminder that even in the darkest of times, there could be moments of warmth and connection. As we sat around the fire, savoring our meager meal, we shared stories and laughter. It was a stark contrast to the dangers that surrounded us, a brief respite from the harsh reality of the Hunger Games. "I never imagined we'd end up in a place like this," Jannah mused, her eyes reflecting the dancing flames. "But I wouldn't want to face it with anyone else." Her sentiment echoed the feelings that swelled within me. We had trained together and supported each other, and now, we were fighting for our lives together. Our bond

- He kissed me on the forehead. -I regretted doing it, but now I like it.- The truth is that this style suited me.- And now you are going to prepare a good breakfast because I am hungrier than Katniss in the Hunger Games.- I pouted and patted myself in the tummy. -You are a strange little person- He made a strange noise in the back of his throat. I figured it was a kind of ... weird laugh. It can be said that I was not the only case of insanity in my family.

James’s voice cracked with urgency and desperation. It felt like the world was crashing down around me. James’s voice, pleading and angry, was the only thing keeping me tethered to reality. But my legs felt like they would give way. The tension was unbearable. I was paralyzed, unable to speak, unable to move. “Do you see? Katniss doesn’t care about what you say, James,” Renata sneered, her voice dripping with superiority. “She only listens to me.” “I hold all the cards,” she continued. “You… you can’t win.”

“We're fickle, stupid beings with poor memories and a great gift for self destruction.” - Plutarch Heavensbee, The Hunger Games #3 Mockingjay. ~ CASPIAN ~ Five years now, I have no reason not to believe that I've truly lost everything that ever mattered to me. My peace. My happiness. My Fireheart.