Portia Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Portia's arrogance and disdain for Agrippina's command radiated from her, while Kazia was driven by a sense of duty to complete the work and show her willingness to comply. As they began their laborious task of cleaning the curtains, the room grew quieter, the only sound being the soft swish of fabric against the sponge. Despite the circumstances, Kazia's dedication to her work shone through. She silently noted that her ability to work efficiently and with precision was a skill she had honed during her time as a servant in the Silver Crest Pack, and she was determined to demonstrate her worth. Portia, however, took a different approach. She worked more slowly and half-heartedly, her arroganc

“I don’t know. Everything from that night is a blur. But it makes sense now. Margot got what she needed, fed it to Salome, and then dragged Barnabas to Luceland to watch me burn.” The shift in the room was violent. Portia’s face turned bright red as her rage boiled over. She bolted upright, ignoring the IV line tugging at her arm. “I am going to find her. I am going to end her. Margot Shawn just moved to the top of my list.” She started screaming, her voice shrill and jagged. Mom scrambled to cover Portia’s mouth, glancing nervously toward the hallway. I knew the nurses would be in here in seconds if she kept this up.

I look pointedly at Johnathan. "I am sorry" he walks away with teary eyes and head held down. I understand him, he loved this girl like his own after he lost his wife and daughter. She doesn't deserve a father like him. "I wouldn't have done this to another girl. But the way you tried to sabotage Thea's life, I don't even feel sorry about this" with that Orphelia pours a chemical on to her head which makes the girl cry in pain. That liquid will make her bald. The hair on her head, eyebrows, lashes where ever it touches, it will kill the hair follicles making her look a little weird without eyebrows and eyelashes or hair on her head.

She didn't deserve how he had treated her, he admitted that, and he decided to make it up to her before drifting into a deep sleep. ~~ What does it mean to be in paradise? It meant the smell of freshly prepared bacon and pancakes dancing into your nostrils as you flutter your eyes open. Maria is never wrong about food, and neither does she regret it. Her leg steadied against the floor and the back of her hand rubbed her eyes as she more or less sprinted in the direction of the aroma, the kitchen as expected. Could it be...Jackson? Jackson!

Portia who was already losing her patience quickly stood up from the dining table and dressed up in Zara's clothes. Cora's mouth was opened as she watched her mother. It wasn't until now that she understood why Portia insisted on taking Zara's clothes. What a genius! Portia tied her hair in a ponytail and then slipped on the baseball hat. She looked at her daughter and ordered, "Stay right here. Don't move that idiot. If he wakes up, you know what to do." As soon as Cora nodded obediently, Portia fished out a key from the pocket of the pants and then went out of the house. The sound of a car zooming off was heard some seconds later.

, she said and appeared before me, like a light, she looked Angelic, white haired and she looked enchanting, but the story about her wasn't so good, she tricked people into making a deal and ends up taking something bigger from them, Portia the hybrid. "I can make you a beta?, A Alpha?, Whatever you want, so are you in for a deal?", She said and I scoffed, there's no way I'm accepting a deal from her, "fuck off", I'm better off on my own!", I said and I heard the hostel gate closing, "are you sure?!", Portia said as the dark mist disappeared. I ran to the gate and rushed in before it closes up, I ran to the room and covered myself up on my bed, drifting into sleep almost immediately.

"As for her, it's about time for her to pay the price of causing the death of my pup." Portia's eyes widened in terror. "No! Save me, Felix!" However, Felix didn't bother sparing her a single glance. He simply watched as the Gammas of the Blackshadow pack dragged her away. Portia's anguished cries reverberated through the air as Ryan gently hugged me and pressed a kiss to my forehead.

Jena looked back at her with a flabbergasted expression which was mixed with a lot of disgust. “And are you one too?’ She asked. “No,” Portia shook her head, “I’m a half-wolf…” Jena massaged her temples, closed her eyes, and let out a sigh, “What bullshit…” She let out another deep breath and looked at me again, “Fine, show me now.” “Right here?” I asked. “Yes,” She folded her arms, “Right here.” “I’ll give you some privacy.” Portia immediately took the hint and walked into the room while Jena watched her ‘weird’ behavior and she shut the door behind her startling my mate.

‘It’s a bit late for that, Hyacinth. In the foyer, Portia stood frozen. Her large, expressive eyes were wide, taking in the scene. Then her shock melted, transforming in a nanosecond into pure glee. A slow, wicked smile spread across her face as she sauntered in. ‘Well, well,’ she purred, her gaze flicking from the pastries to our still-joined hands. ‘Having a… working breakfast, are we?’ I snatched my hand back from Lochlan’s as if burned. A laugh, high and brittle, escaped me. ‘Portia! Hi! This is, um, not what it—’

I clenched my teeth so hard, I was surprised they didn't crack before muttering, “Don't insult my mother… please.” Portia let out a cold chuckle and sipped from her drink. I was certain she was thinking about new ways to humiliate me when Naomie interjected, “That guy is insanely hot, though.” “Yeah,” Portia sighed before glancing at me with disdain. “Too bad he has a crappy taste.”