Novel & Cerita Portia Hunger Games

she says in a quiet voice. “Good, we are getting somewhere. Now where was I – oh yes, I was the toughest and bravest warrior Golden Moon Pack had. And one day I met my beautiful mate, Maria. She was stunning Kate and kind, so kind to everyone. And after a year we had a pup – a little girl named Ella. She was as beautiful as her mother,” I say losing myself for a moment down memory lane. Shaking myself, I realize I can’t afford to get too caught up in the past, I have revenge on my mind.

Portia ordered, her sharp voice abruptly shattering Antonia’s train of thought. For a fraction of a second, Antonia just stood there, her eyes locked onto the girl in front of her. Portia was completely stripped of her untouchable, hostile campus armor. Standing under the dim hallway lights in a delicate silk lingerie outfit, she looked surprisingly small and fragile against the backdrop of the immense mansion. Didn't this girl eat anything at her own family's party? Antonia wondered silently. But instead of questioning the bizarre midnight demand, Antonia chose to simply follow orders to avoid any more conflict for the night. She adjusted her backpack strap and gave a quiet nod. "Show me th

The woman in her thirties smiled politely, hanging on my every word. "I'll need shoes too, black preferably.." I paused, distracted by the clicking of a woman's heels on the flooring. I looked around and found myself unable to say another word once I saw who the woman in heels was. Jamie Harris! Fuck!! Not now!! Of all people to walk through this lobby today, it had to be her. I wasn't prepared to see her yet. I've had a long time to think about how I wanted our first conversation to go,but I was jet lagged and my brain wasn't working. I haven't shaved in months.

- she replied, smiling. Portia rolled off Luna and sat down on the couch next to her. She sighed. -What do you want to eat today? - James asked. - Popcorn? - Portia replied. -Popcorn? - asked James. The girl nodded.

“What is your ETA?” “My, my, aren’t we an anxious little Alpha.” I chuckle. And in reality she is little. At 5’2” it’s almost hard to believe she’s an Alpha. Up until you see her fight and then there’s not question that the woman is all Alpha. She uses her small stature to her advantage – because she’s small, she is quick and agile in a way that male Alphas generally aren’t. But beyond that, she is also a smart and strategic fighter. I’ve seen her take down some of the strongest warriors out there because she used her brains just as much her strength. Thinking of what a badass she is is only making me again wish that she were my fated mate.

she scoffed at Joseph and the mystery girl she'd never seen before. Joseph had lost all energy the moment he heard Portia insulting his wife and exposing all of her terrible actions. He didn't know what he would have done if it hadn't been for the girl by his side. "Tsk, tsk, it's exactly the same," Portia said as her glance passed by Joseph and settled on the girl dressed poorly, “before I got here, I used to dress like this. We seem to be following the same plot. You have to be the true new daughter. I am Portia, the mistress of the home."

"I gave my 'cat' a name. Or have you already forgotten? One pale, delicate fingers of Valentine's tapped her lips. Let me check...was Penelope there? Prudence? Prunella?” Why don't you give Portia a shot? Julian poked a little bit. Oh, yes, Portia. She sneered as her top lip twisted. Portia is her name. Additionally, she is a nostalgic artefact from your wasted youth. I sincerely hope you've had enough of the tiny chit by this point. Her pallor suggests that you run the risk of dehydrating the poor thing. She extended her hand to pat Portia's arm in a sisterly manner. "My dear, you have my sincere sympathies. I'm well aware of Julian's propensity for unquenchable desire. His appetites, all o

Then we broke the hug to look at each other. "How have you been? I hope you didn't get in trouble," I asked her, worried Lucian might hurt her. She shook her head with tears flowing. She looked around the lounge and looked at me. "The goddess favoured you, Scarlett. You deserve the favour," she said, and I led her to a couch. We sat, and I ordered them to bring her juice and sherbet. It was a sweet delicacy that I had come to adore. "I see Alpha Keith is doting on you," Martha said, and I smiled at her, but there was sadness in her eyes.

Just enter the numbers, and you should know. ​ Portia went to take a shower first because her friend was taking too long. The image of Nicholas looking at Katherine with those pained eyes was burned into her mind, and nothing she did could wash it away. One matter had passed, but she was still stuck on another. Why wouldn’t the story just end? After finishing her shower and putting on pajamas, she returned to find a message from Peppa. ​ [Portia, I'll give you the answer tomorrow, okay? I have an urgent job.]

Portia A woman brings me food and water. Each time she keeps her eyes cast down and is let inside by a different man. He stands at the door with his hand on the key in the lock as she clears out one dish to swap it out for another. I eat a little bit of the stale bread but leave the cold meat. The scent of which makes my stomach turn. It looks to be leftovers someone else didn't finish. I drink all the water, which I'm grateful is bottled.