Picture Hunger Games Novels & Stories

She tried to ignore it, but the hunger gnawed at her insides. The girl who had been dragged in earlier, the one with blood on her thighs, approached April with a small plate of food. "Here," she said, her voice barely above a whisper. "I can't eat. Not after what they did to me." April took the plate gratefully, her eyes filled with empathy. "Thank you," she whispered back. They shared a silent moment of understanding before April started to eat. As she chewed mechanically, the room was filled with a tense silence, broken only by the occasional sniffle or muffled sob. Suddenly, screams echoed from the male slave quarters. The girls rushed to the small, barred window and peered outside.

“Oh, but she is.” And then his blackened gaze slid to Lena. The moment their eyes met, everything changed. Something inside her snapped. Heat coiled in her stomach, sharp and unbearable, searing through her veins. Her breath hitched, her vision blurring. The hunger—the need—it was too much. A violent, clawing ache tore through her body, like she was being pulled apart from the inside out. She knew him. But she shouldn’t. Lena staggered back, her chest tightening, her body betraying her. No. No, this isn’t real. This isn’t—

Vivienne’s POV I tore through the food like a wild animal that had never seen a meal before. Meat, bread, fruit, it all disappeared in seconds, hands moving so fast I barely noticed the twins gawking or Asher’s brows shooting up like he’d never seen a starving woman. I didn’t give a shit. My mouth was full, fingers greasy, not a scrap left behind. Hunger owned me. I was running on empty, soul-starved, body howling for fuel, and right now nothing mattered but filling the void.

As the torch was focused on her face so I can see her expressions. "Yes, yes, you are asking what will we do now? So let's play a game" "Huh!" "Of course we will find some way out you dumb girl" I looked here and there to find something when her stomach churned. She is hungry so do I am. My stomach screamed in hunger at the mere thought of food. I turned around to save myself from embarrassment. "Don't you have any emergency gate here?" She asked out of the blue. "Oh shit! Why it didn't come to my mind?"

I'm furious “ What is the meaning of this? You took me to this place without my permission and now you want to restrict my movement. Alpha or whatever you are called, it can't happen” He stood up and threw the plate of food to the ground and lunch towards me. He began strangling me, I couldn't breathe “ How dare you talk to me like that. Am the alpha and you have to respect me.” I tried to push him but he was too strong. I began to lose consciousness “ Alpha, alpha. She is your mate “ someone shouted behind me. I black out

Rachael POV Hunger beat through my stomach so hard it felt like something alive was clawing at me from the inside. I grabbed my small bag with shaky fingers, the strap rough against my jaw. It had been too long since I’d eaten anything real, and every breath felt lighter than the one before, like my body was giving up little by little. If I didn’t find something soon, I knew I’d pass out. Maybe for hours. Maybe forever.

Hunger is a powerful motivator. My pity party has been going on for barely an hour when I can’t take it anymore. I haven’t eaten anything proper since morning, okay? I only had a few snacks while we watched the games and that was it. And when Jude mentioned barbecue earlier? My mouth watered and my stomach started warming up for all the good food I was anticipating. I never followed through with that and now my stomach is growling in protest. It also doesn’t help that the aroma of what Jude ordered is making its way into the bedroom. I should have taken my share before announcing my need for isolation.

She ate like her life depended on it stuffing her mouth fast barely lifting her eyes from the plate. Some girls were snickering and whispering about her being uncultured but she didn’t even react. She was too hungry and tired. Something about it twisted something in my chest that I quickly smothered. When the meal ended, I decided I was done playing my mother’s stupid game. I pushed the chair back and rolled away from the dining table slowly so every single one of them would see me. The murmurs started immediately. One girl gagged like she swallowed her own tongue. Another covered her mouth then gasps filled the room.

She reminds me so much of juliet. Before I could respond, the tantalizing aroma of food wafted towards me, filling the room with its delicious scent. Eyes widening with hunger, I watched as the girl presented a plate filled with a mouthwatering meal. The food was placed in my hands, and without hesitation, I began to devour it. The flavors exploded in my mouth, satisfying a hunger I hadn't even realized existed. The young girl watched in amusement as I ate, as she giggled and ran out of the room. I didn't even care about anything right now except finishing my meal.

He’d seen her anger and sensed how much she wanted to kill him. It took them longer to walk down her aisle as they revelled in torturing her by keeping the bread in her view. The bread on the cart was small and smelled stale, but as the size of the pile dwindled, her mouth watered more. She hadn't eaten before she'd gone after Jax, and now she would go a second day without food. She was too focused on the bread to notice that more Hunters came in until they walked past her cage. They stopped at the scout's empty cage, and one unlocked it.