President Snow Hunger Games Novels & Stories

He said, and rushed to take his leave. Snow was sobbing softly after the healer left. I walked over to the window, and looked outside at my castle. The news of her pregnancy could be hidden for a few months, but it definitely could not be hidden forever. It would be only a matter of time before that vampire came back to claim his end of the deal. How could I tell Snow that she would have to give up the baby as soon as it was born? How could I tell her that I had known about the baby this whole time but I refused to say anything because I wasn't sure what to do about it?

Haha We went to the table. I could hardly talk to anyone other than our companions because Queen Snow didn't let me go and we even sat aside for food because of the result. This is our arrangement and we ate without hesitation. Get angry first. Queen Snow was eating in frenzy and didn't seem to care about her appearance. The truth is, isn't this fear of high blood? At his age, he is prone to high blood and then he still has the strength to eat crabs! But somehow, it's not human so it's no wonder if high blood isn't the trend here.

“President Douglas, why are you treating Sister Snow like this?” At that moment, his office door was pushed open and a group of Brilliant Media artists strode in indignantly. Maxwell’s expression darkened when he saw the aggressive group. “What are you guys doing?” One of the artists stepped up and placed her phone on Maxwell’s desk, interrogating him, “President Douglas, what is this? You have to give us an explanation.” “Sister Snow has done so much for our company over the years. Why does she receive such an ending?”

It was coming. As the wind howled through the clearing, a shadow moved at the edge of the forest. Not Ash. Not Kade. Something older. Something that carried the unmistakable mark of her uncle’s power. And for the first time, Raven understood that her awakening wasn’t the beginning of freedom—it was the beginning of war.

The other end picked up and I said I need a donor now. My office was only a few blocks away and it took all my willpower to make it there and not suck the life out of some random person on the street. When I made it to my office my donor was waiting for me and I didn’t hesitate and took her in my arms and sunk my teeth right into her flesh, trying to stop the hunger that was taking over inside of me. I drank until I felt the body in my arms losing conscience and knew I had to stop or I was going to kill her but the hunger inside of me wasn’t even remotely satisfied. I pulled away and laid the body onto the floor and made another call for another and a cleanup crew.

“Zayn MacQuoid, you can’t be this selfish! I’m working hard right now. I can’t have kids!” I compromised to quell her anger. I valued her career, but she resigned so that she could take care of Charles and Caleb better. Besides, she used the money I had saved for retirement for Caleb’s wedding. My leg hurt terribly during that winter, but I was too poor to see a doctor. Moreover, the temperature at home was freezing. It made me shiver. I tried calling Layla for money, but she hung up on me repeatedly. I could not hold on since I was old. In the end, I froze to death.

He passed her a tight-lipped smile before taking another plate as he filled it for himself. Violet quietly ate her food and he watched silently. "Why aren't you eating?" Alpha King asked pointedly. "Is it bland?" Hunter asked the girl who looked surprised for a second before she shook her head. "It's not bland," She whispered and Hunter smiled. She has eaten a small portion and seemed fine which means it wasn't poisoned or something. "Well, that's good. I like spicy food," He muttered while taking a spoonful as he chewed on it. A frown settled on his eyebrows when he realized it wasn't as good as last night's and irritation engulfed him.

There was something about that smile that felt off, but Zoe didn’t press him. The snow was starting to fall harder, and the two picked up their pace without a word. That night, after washing up, Zoe sat by the stove reading. Two female teachers nearby were chatting, and though she had her headphones on, her ears perked up when she heard George’s name. She instinctively removed her earbuds. “Mr. Cole? He’s so good-looking and kind. What a shame.” “What do you mean?” “I heard it from the principal. He has leukemia. He needs a bone marrow transplant or he won’t make it.”

“Who cares about your filthy money?! If it weren’t for you, Adam wouldn’t have left me, and William wouldn’t have divorced me! I would still sit on my throne as a famous artist that everyone admires! And now, all of that is ruined, and it’s all because of you! “Do you think that you can send me away with just money?! Dream on! I’m going to make you pay with your life for all that you owe me!” A crazed smirk crept up on Snow’s face as she grabbed a can of gasoline and poured it all over the floor. Then, she lifted the lighter in her hand. “Well then, try and guess how you’ll die later.” Ginnie shouted in panic, “You’re crazy! You’ll face the death penalty if you kill me! Calm down!” But Snow

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!”