Sound Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Vivienne’s POV I tore through the food like a wild animal that had never seen a meal before. Meat, bread, fruit, it all disappeared in seconds, hands moving so fast I barely noticed the twins gawking or Asher’s brows shooting up like he’d never seen a starving woman. I didn’t give a shit. My mouth was full, fingers greasy, not a scrap left behind. Hunger owned me. I was running on empty, soul-starved, body howling for fuel, and right now nothing mattered but filling the void.

"What is it? Is the root coming back?" "No," I gasped, clutching my midsection. "It... it feels like I'm being stabbed from the inside." Sarah looked at me, her expression softening into something like pity. "It’s called 'Hunger', Elara. Real, physical hunger. You haven't eaten in thirty years. Your body is starting to realize that the 'Source' isn't going to feed your cells anymore." She reached into her pocket and pulled out a small, grey bar of compressed protein. She handed it to me.

Alessandro set me down in the center of the room, my legs still quite unsteady. His hands didn't leave my waist even as he stepped back to stare at me. His eyes were dark with desire. "What?" I mouthed as his eyes were raking hungrily over me, somewhat slowly. It was the same deep seated hunger that I had witnessed at the bar two weeks ago. He circled around me like a predator assessing its prey, and I stood frozen, unsure what to do or say. Then he finally came to a stop in front of me, close enough for me to feel the heat radiating from his sexy body.

Hazel cried, holding her bleeding nose. “Sorry won’t fix it!” Selene stood up and started stomping on Hazel’s legs and stomach. Thud! Thud! Thud! “Take it! Take it! This is what you deserve! Ugly thing! Nobody wants you!” Days passed, and the hunger became unbearable. It had been three days since Hazel had eaten anything substantial. Her only food was a small cup of watered-down soup with no meat or vegetables. She was starving. Her stomach felt like it was being twisted by knives. She looked at the dogs eating their food, and she envied them.

Couldn't hunger for them. Sleep became my only mercy. --- Day two, I was hollowed out. I was starving. But it wasn't food I ached for. It was my mates. The bond pulled at my nerves constantly. Memory replaced touch. Scent replaced presence. I closed my eyes and could smell them. Jax's smoke and leather. Kain's cedar and steel. Riven's rain and earth. The thirst was overwhelming. My lips were cracked, bleeding at the corners. My tongue felt swollen in my mouth. Every thought circled back to water. But I couldn't have any.

I can feel the hunger gnawing at my insides, a relentless beast that threatens to consume me whole. “Savage, stay with me,” Lily's voice cuts through the darkness, her hand reaching out to grasp mine in a gesture of unwavering support. “You're stronger than this. You can fight it.” “I can't. I am so hungry,” I groan as I stare at her vein throbbing.

Her gray-blue face seemed a little less stiff, but the confusion and wounded look in her eyes still weighed heavily. [System prompt: Hunger is spreading. Proceed to Dorm 4404 to obtain food.] [Warning: 4404’s resident is extremely dangerous! Severely starved!] The live chat was going wild with messages. [4404? Oh no, that’s the Hungry Dead! Granny just escaped the freezer, and now, she’s walking straight into famine!] [That ghost is so hungry it even gnaws on itself! With Granny’s old bones, she’s done for!] I rubbed my empty stomach and steadied my aching back as I climbed off the bed.

Hunger is a monster. It sinks its claws into my gut, gnawing, tearing, devouring me from the inside out. My body is shutting down, drained of strength, stripped of any ounce of power I once had. The Ascendants have made their decision. If I won’t drink blood willingly, they’ll make me suffer for it. They starve me. They drain me. Day after day, I’m strapped down, cold needles piercing my skin, pulling what little life I have left.

He looked up, expecting others to be equally as disgusted, but he was stunned to see the men digging in like they were having a gourmet meal, the moment the short prayer ended. Christ. What kind of hunger Games shit was this? Eli poked at the food with his fork. There was no way he was eating this. Thank God he’d packed like a dozen protein bars, a stash of chocolates, and one emergency sour gummy belt. He was set so he didn’t have to punish himself by eating this shit. He moved his fork around, faking it. Maybe if he stirred it enough, it’d look eaten. “Young man.” Eli’s heart thudded. Prior Dominic was looking directly at him.

She then continue to walk around the street, humming happily. Grrrm… Hellion paused and touched her stomach. She haven’t eaten for the whole day and now she’s incredibly hungry. Hellion look at the empty streets as she rubbed her navel, trying to calm her raging stomach. Where should she get some food? There’s no more vendors in this hour and also…