Quotes Hunger Games Novels & Stories

"Hope you're not doing anything illegal?... Aren't you underaged to drive?... You'll fail if you don't come back to school!... Where have you been!" Laura smiled lightly. "Nope, yup, I know and... I've been playing the game", she'd managed to answer all that as shortly as possible. "What's up with that lame game anyway?... I think they sent me a stupid hoe for some reason..." Laura's eyes widen. "Why did you pick the hoe?!... Who does that?" "What?... It was named 'The Harvest!', what else was I supposed to pick?... A fu*king gun?!", I shot her a questioning look.

I drift off to sleep on the plane on the way back to Texas, only to awaken after having a very vivid dream or maybe I should say fantasy of Drake. I pour myself a drink and try to relax. I decided to change clothes and freshen up, just in case Drake met me at the airfield. Silly how I have to remind myself this is all just a game. I catch myself wanting him, wanting to please him, wanting to give myself to him. I have to remember that I want to hurt him, make him regret how he treated me. Lila, my wolf also reacts to Drake so strongly I constantly have to reign in. I continue to sip the burning alcohol that I am drinking, my excitement continues to grow at the thought of seeing Drake. Noth

And I had to survive until he came for me. I looked down at the tray of food again. My body ached, my hunger gnawed at me, and my mind screamed at me to resist. But survival instincts won over pride. I picked up the fork, hesitated, and then took a small bite. The taste was bland, almost tasteless, but it didn’t matter. I needed energy, and that was all that counted.

Always watching. I looked at the tray. Watery broth, a chunk of bread gone stale at the edges. Steam rose in thin curls, filling the air with the faint scent of onion. My stomach growled, loud enough to make my cheeks burn. But I stayed still. Hunger was familiar. Hunger was another chain. Still… Cassian’s words haunted me. Survival isn’t about pride. It’s about being alive tomorrow to make another choice. I reached for the bowl. The metal was warm against my fingers. Slowly, I ate. Every swallow scraped against my throat, every bite tasted like rust. It felt like defeat, but it was fuel. Not for Reyes. For me.

Starving for something they could not name. Reports flooded the channels. Civilians collapsing. Livestock dropping dead. Trees withering. "It feeds on satiation!" Katherine's voice cut through. "It consumes the concept of being full! Everything it touches will hunger until it dies!" "Then let us give it indigestion," Jack snarled, his dark-gold sword igniting with blinding fire. He dove from the flagship, rocketing through the atmosphere toward the Portuguese coast, a meteor of Origin Light and Void Darkness aimed directly at the Hungry's gaping maw.

Today, she was in a bad mood and insisted on watching the deathmatch, so he was here to keep her company. I screamed for Alex, begged him for help, but he was convinced I was an assassin in disguise. Because Scarlett laughed and said the game needed to be more exciting. So he pressed the button. Vicious patrol dogs hunted me. My water broke, mixing with blood on the ground. I was in agony. The game hit its climax as more dogs and gunmen closed in from all sides. Everyone was betting on who would be the next to die. Alex smiled, his voice a low, careless drawl, "I’ll bet on that filthy pregnant woman to die."

TRIGGER WARNING: THIS BOOK IS STRICTLY EROTICA. IT CONTAINS HIGHLY GRAPHIC SEXUAL CONTENT AND IS INTENDED FOR ADULT AUDIENCES ONLY (18+). DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18 OR SENSITIVE TO MATURE, EXPLICIT THEMES. "HUNGER UNLEASHED" "GARY'S POV" -------- For months, Elena Harper had been starving.

The comic book glowed in the dark as the pages turned one by one erasing all the words written on the book. “It’s time.” A voice echoed in the dark silent room. *At Dominoes* “Hey Shama, over here.” Tara shouted from her seat while waving her hands frantically. Shama followed her friend's action while going towards her to take a seat. “Ok, so I want a cheeseburger, paneer pizza with joy kit, one bottle of coke, and any dessert that you like.” Tara said smacking her lips, her eyes sparkling with excitement. “You wanna make me penniless? You are robbing me.”

And that was when I felt it, I began to feel weak and dizzy, I had been drugged. "See.. hunger is a very efficient weapon of control, young man. Starve an animal and you can certainly predict its next move. With survival in jeopardy and filling its stomach being the only solution. Hunger leads to anger, but present the hungry animal with some food and watch it submit. Man is in his core an animal after all." "What have you done to me, you old bastard!" I screamed as I staggered and fell off the chair.

(ELYN) "Food can't help me with my hunger. You know that, don't you?" I looked down at him. I saw the fire burning in his eyes. I knew he wanted what I wanted, but he persisted. He had more willpower than I ever had, and that was such a shame.