President Snow Hunger Games นิยาย & เรื่องราว

However, the truth was, my name had been cleared. I took care of everything and sold the old house, ready to leave it all behind. Hank sent word he wanted to meet, but I did not want to see him. Outside, the snowmen stood like silent guests waiting for a wedding that would never happen. Nancy, with hands purple from the cold, drew a smile on a snowman's face. She smiled at me, just a little. She looked the same as always, but she seemed really tired. When I opened the door, she ran right into my arms.

Fredrick looked so angry and furious. A very large man that has similar features to Dawson stepped forward and looked around. His eyes fell on me and he fixated his gaze. “Hello, Alpha Melissa. I'm Doyle, popularly known as Snow. I'm at your service.” He said with a slight bow. There's no way that the Alpha of the northern mountains is here. He is the only one known as Snow. “Thank you for joining the fight. We fight together for the survival of our kind.” I raised Dreca and the wind around me blew around me wildly.

"I will see you back at the base,'' the boss said to Snow as she left for the hospital. She wasn't even arguing about this, maybe she knew that it was for the best, just life wasn't one that a child should get involved in. I wanted to go along with her because she was still very weak ,but I know Snow will not accept my help or maybe the boss will tell me to let her go alone. Snow was the best . I don't think that she needs my sympathy or pity. It will only upset her and get her more angry. I wonder how she feels she was acting all emotionless even when the boss said she should get rid of the child. She was cool with it . We went back to the base as we went about our normal activities but eve

By two o'clock in the afternoon, Hunter finally put down the pen in his hand and took a spoon to have a sip of soup. The soup had been reheated several times, and its taste was not good, but he was still satisfied, with a slight raise of his eyebrows and eyes. James could clearly feel that the president was happy. He looked at Lena, filled with sympathy. Even though Lena was intelligent, she was far behind the president in terms of cunning. Lena saw that Hunter finally agreed to eat and breathed a sigh of relief, her gaze falling on the back of his neck. Finally, the gaze fell back onto the wheelchair.

LILY The snow hadn’t stopped falling since dusk. It came down in soft sheets, muting the world into something unreal — like the universe itself was holding its breath. Inside the chalet, the fire glowed low and golden, painting the walls in amber. The scent of cedar and smoke filled the air, and somewhere in the distance, a storm rumbled like it couldn’t quite reach us. Jake was by the window, a glass of whiskey in his hand. He wasn’t watching the storm — he was watching me.

Makai sighed and placed the box on Rex's desk before leaving. "A new alpha, wonderful.” Rex said to the now empty room. As hard as he tried to, Rex could never stop himself from getting his hopes up when it cames to the possibility of finding his mate at these Gatherings. The Alpha taking Winter Wolf's place is his son, Tristan King. Rex knew next to nothing about him, but heard that Tristan is nothing like his father.

I managed to say, as I discreetly stepped back. Luis gave a knowing squint and polished off his wine with a grin. "Enjoy your Christmas Eve. Don't worry about me being the old guy here." Yara, a little tipsy, overheard and pulled me down to sit. "Nicole, just drinking is so dull. Let's spice things up with a game..." Before I could even respond, she had an empty wine bottle spinning on the table. The rules were simple: whoever the bottle pointed at had to take a dare.

Tony had been so deep in grief he never saw what had been coming. Once it was just him and me with the other two toasting up nicely in my local crematorium. I watched as he ate the last of his cousin, sipping on the rat poison I mixed into his wine that had hints of Antifreeze. Antifreeze I had slowly begun to give him over the course of 3 weeks. His body slowly started to work against him. He was losing control over his body. Hell he couldn’t even keep it up. I couldn't, wouldn't keep looking at his face, the sight of him had always been disgusting. It was time to finish this.

As rain started to fall, I belatedly remembered how the weather forecast said it would get colder later in the night, and maybe even start to snow. Once it starts snowing in Atlanta, it never seems to stop. I used to dread winter, but Lucas would always wrap me in his coat several sizes larger than I was, keeping a warm blanket available in his car just for me. Looking back now, those moments of so-called happiness were never meant to last. As the rain poured harder, strands of hair stuck damply to my forehead, and my steps wavered almost to the point of collapse. I shook my head and let out a bitter laugh. How did my life end up like this?

Then they went back to Snow and pricked his tiny finger; he whined instead of crying from pain. The blood from all three of us mixed together in the bowl, and the most amazing thing happened because the bowl actually changed color, shifting from silver to gold and glowing softly. A smile bloomed across the faces of the elders, and I saw Marcus and Elena both smiling too. The elders raised Snow up high above their heads so that everyone in the entire arena could see him clearly. "His name shall be Zane Snow Winter," the head elder announced in a voice that carried across the entire arena, "the son of Jude Winter and Rosie Elsa Winter, the fifty-fourth young alpha of Winter's pack!"