Sponsor Gifts Hunger Games Novels & Stories

I was deeply moved by his situation when I discovered his parents were bedridden, and he had to both study and scavenge to take care of his younger brother. Back then, I had told him, "I'll sponsor you to finish college and improve your family's lives from now on, Victor." From then on, I would transfer 20 thousand dollars to him every month, and during the holidays, I would send him extra gifts. Now, the person who had benefited from my kindness and fortune sneered at me disdainfully. "You think I care about your feeble sponsorship?" He leaned in and slapped my face lightly. "Get this straight—I'm the one who got Pheebs pregnant."

Halfway through the ceremony, a deep rumbling sound echoed through the air. “A helicopter!” The guests gasped in surprise. Bella turned to Gideon with surprised and shining eyes. “Gideon, is this your surprise for me?” Gideon looked up at the helicopter, and his eyes darkened. Before he could speak, a rain of money fluttered down from above. The crowd erupted in astonishment, and Randel rushed over. “Don’t worry, Boss. It’s a gift from the Shane family.” “The Shane family?” Gideon frowned. “Zerrick Shane?”

Just then, a fan named ‘Dreaming of KS’ sent her a gift, instantly making the livestream more lively. “Thank you for the gift!” Starley thanked repeatedly on the screen. Kiran knew that Snow sent that gift to help her best friend. Kiran smirked and sent ten gifts, instantly bombarding her screen. Starley did not know it was Kiran. She was so excited after seeing the many gifts that she could not even speak coherently. She expressed her gratitude continuously. Other fans started flooding the screen with jealous comments. Snow did not know it was Kiran, but seeing as someone else was starting to tip her best friend so she could gain more attention, she pitched in and tipped another ten gifts.

Anthony courteously replied, “I’ve heard a lot about you and Nolan. You really are a match made in heaven.” Maisie smiled. “You’re too kind.” The host did an opening introduction and invited someone from the organizing team to give a speech. The LED screen on stage showed the area's situation, where the donations went, and the organizers invited the children from the villages to give their appreciation. When the donation ceremony started, all the companies donated cash, paintings, and more, all costing hundreds of thousands. Anthony donated 100,000 textbooks and $150,000 in cash, welcoming a round of applause from the attendees.

The kids started streaming in through the doors, cheering with excitement and rushing for the boxes. Mr. Sheppard shook Nathan’s hand. “Thank you for sponsoring this.” “It’s my pleasure,” Nathan told him. “I have to make my end of the year donations somehow, right?” Mr. Sheppard laughed and went to help guide some lost kindergartners to the pizza. Holly went over and kissed Nathan on the cheek. She didn’t want to do more in front of her students, but Nathan blushed like she’d frenched him. “Thank you,” she told him.

“What did you do G” “Me? I did nothing”, he says defensively. Even Meme isn’t buying it as she crosses her arms over her chest and glares at him with me. “Okay, so I might have given Spin your student ID number and he funded your lunch account. The lunch lady was shocked because the same card that funded your lunch account also funds mine, except I set my own account up and he set yours up last night. Sorry”! “So who is Spencer Hart and why would he fund your lunch account too?”, asks Meme.

A couple hundred grand to be a private donor for a year was outrageous but worth it to continue this tradition. Across the hedges that outlined the garden were plenty of humans who sat upon their own raised platform. Binoculars in hand, they watched with glee as vampires ran at lightning speed throughout the dark maze. They chattered and pointed to their favorites, some placing bets on who would win. It was usually my favorite event for the entire season, but tonight I didn’t participate. It would have been disrespectful to Margot. For now, she was my donor. Until she got pregnant and I would have to drink from bags to sustain my life.

I’m sitting straight-backed, legal pad open, pen in hand, doing my absolute best impression of a woman who has her life together and definitely did not have sex with the hockey captain twice and then get emotionally ghosted. Beside me, Lila is flipping through the sponsor packet like she’s genuinely interested in font choices. Across from us are three people from the fundraising committee and, at the head of the table, Daniel Myers and Richard Hargreeve—the lead sponsor, alumni donor, and the man who single-handedly turned our charity gala into a date auction instead of a silent auction. I still don’t know whether to thank him or key his car. Logan is two chairs down from me, leaning back li

Janine adjusted her glasses, a knowing smile tugging at the corner of her lips. "Of course, Mr. Brewer. Every good show needs a perfect ending." At the same time, Lara's live stream had reached a new peak. Looking to juice up the donations, Adrian pitched an idea. "Lara, how about a little something for the top spender?" Lara waved her hand magnanimously, practically bursting with fake generosity. "Who's my top spender? Step forward! I'm in a good mood today. Whoever takes the top spot, I'll give you one million dollars in cash back."

The 200,000 gold from the Hawthorne Group had been processed and transferred in less than ten minutes—straight to a sanctuary for orphaned omega pups and shifters with disabilities. Beneath that, I posted my donation records from the last four years. Under the Adagio alias, I had donated a total of 1.2 million gold. I hadn't spent a single penny of my music income on myself; I had lived off the meager allowance Andrew gave me while the rest went to the needy. Serena’s campaign was officially dead. "The comments are losing it! It’s a total reversal!" Carllo hugged me tight, laughing. I couldn't help but join in.