President Snow Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Gianna replied her angrily. “It’s alright guys, let’s all just focus on the mission for now, and after it’s done, we’ll know what next we wanna do with our lives! But the truth is, I’m getting tired of this dangerous game as well. I mean we have enough money to get us through our whole lives. I think it’s time we ended this L!” Jack spoke up. “No, we have to decide right here, right now, what’s gonna happen after this mission”, Mia said. “All those in Favour of making the heist our last mission raise your hands!”

I need as much energy as I can get. I'm hungry as fuck. That's the first thought that came to mind when I woke up. I went to search for something in the fridge. I was not in the mood to cook so I took some protein bars and started munching on them. My headache was getting worse and my body felt like it was on fire. It was getting hard for me to even sit because of how my wolf was pushing forward. My phone rang when I finished eating. It was Ryder. "Ry–"

Some Snow's fans, who had also seen the confrontation between the two the other day, said that they could not accept a lunatic like Snow. Even if Snow was trying hard to save his image now, nothing would help. Yvana's focus was not on Snow at all. When she saw Snow shake her head, she knew Snow was fine. She then mysteriously leaned closer to Snow's face and asked softly, "Your pink diamond hasn't been found yet. Have you found out who stole it?"

“Yes, and there’s no cure or vaccine, yet. One more move, it hits your bloodstream, and you’ll develop a high fever. You will bleed from nose, mouth, ears, eyes, and even from your fucking asshole. You also bleed internally, and delirium comes next, then you’re dead. Bye-bye world.” “Then bye-bye world also for Zypher. Is he dead or still bleeding from his ass?” “You don’t do the talking, Snow!” he roared. “Then what do you want?” I asked. Fury scorching up my spine. “All this time, you have what I’ve been looking for for months, and yet, you lied to me.” Otis was also raging with anger, and I could feel it through his tone. Thuds of heavy footsteps approached, and I was sure guns were alrea

he asked, tapping his fingers in the rim of his glass. The unknown man just smiled and shrugged his shoulders. “You know me, ” he said, “I am in demand. I don’t normally join parties like this but hey, there’s something interesting going on in this table that I just had to sneak in.” Something interesting? What is he talking about? The president seemed to catch his drift because I saw him pinch the handle of the glass. That made the Indian man grin. “May I know who this gorgeous woman is, Mr. President?” the man named Rohan said. He tilted his head to the side and glanced at me, showing his white smile.

He released my neck before lifting my two hands above my head and capturing them in one hand, rendering me completely helpless before tugging my jaw upwards with his free hand. "Oh Snow, you don't know what you do to me." I shivered at those whispered words just as he finally covered my lips with his, trapping my husky moans in. Excerpt from; His Little Snow [18+] ©Josephine. C. Ivy

A day before my wedding, my fiancee, Claudia George, was suddenly required to go on a business trip to North City. “There are some issues with the project. The issue should be settled by tomorrow morning, and I’ll return immediately. I won’t delay the wedding at all.” She was afraid that I would overthink the situation, so she video-called me right after she landed. In the video call, she was wearing the down jacket that I had bought her. Behind her was the white wall of the hotel. It was snowing heavily outside the window. She showed me the entire room. There was one pillow on the bed, and one set of toiletries on the sink. She even opened the closet for me to have a look. I nod

“Playing games with me now?” Snow didn’t respond. She picked up a second glass and poured it slowly down his neck, letting the wine trail across his chest, stomach, and lower—stopping just at the edge of his waistline. Then came the ice. Ray jolted violently. The sudden blast of cold hit there, the sting so sharp he gasped. Snow tilted her head in mock sympathy. “What you really need right now is a woman, right?” She smiled. “But I wouldn’t do that with a dog.”

The bone shattered on impact, leaving the shoulder a mess of blood and torn flesh. The night air filled with Gregory's screams. As he teetered on the edge of consciousness, Gideon pulled out the spear and raised it again. "Please, sir, spare me!" Gregory finally broke, fear evident in his face. "Now you're afraid?" Gideon's face twisted with contempt. Fighting through the pain, Gregory begged, "Sir, we've never met before, so there must be some misunderstanding. Why are you attacking the Yovarian Guild?" "'Misunderstanding'?" Gideon's rage erupted as he drove his spear through Gregory's left leg. "I am Gideon Snow of the Snow family of Goldspire. Now, do you understand why I'm here?"

"It's smelling delicious." "Thank but you are not allowed to eat it... This is not animal food." Augustus said. "Ahhh!" Snow whined. "This is so unfair, why don't you give me immunity against it? I want to eat everything which she cooks." "No!" Augustus said while eating his pasta. "Why?" Snow frowned. "Because only I am going to taste it" He said and Snow snarled at him. Valerina laughed at their cuteness. "Val, please tell him"