Sponsor Gifts Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Through gritted teeth, Ms. Honey hissed, "Just you wait! As long as I'm alive, you'll never get your scholarship!" I groaned and tried to defend myself, but Snowie said once more, "Ginny said, 'It doesn't matter if I don't have the scholarship. Luckily, I was smart enough to pretend to be poor to apply for financial aid. Once I have the money, I'll go and get the newest phone.'" Snowie looked at me and said with surprise, "Ginny, the financial aid has a quota. How could you take away this aid from those who really need it, all just for a new phone?"

Thus, I sped toward Dreamscape, the nightclub, on my motorcycle. When I reached Dreamscape’s entrance, I saw a group of skimpily dressed men and women fluttering around a man who was walking out. “Bye, Mr. Morgan!” “You have to come back again, Mr. Morgan!” I quickly recognized the man as Steven Anders. He was a poor student whom my family was sponsoring. So, why were people calling him Mr. Morgan, and in such a fawning tone? Steven tapped his foot and impatiently glanced at his watch. He muttered, “Where’s the driver you hired? Where’s he gone to?”

"I'll donate this money in his name to the literacy council we help sponsor. I'll even give you the golf balls as a thank you. But truthfully, you don't look like a spa type to me." "Oh, I'm not. But I have a friend who could use a little pampering." I turned and handed the certificate to Sophie. "Here. You deserve this. Take your mother; I'm sure she'd enjoy it. I'll even watch your kids if you need me to." Sophie was crying, and she and her mom gave me several nice hugs. I looked over at Kim. "Ah, Miss Morris still want the cooler? I don't need it, I have the twelve bottle model at home. If you want to trade, I don't have a gas grill."

Before he could speak, I was following Greta to my bedroom. “Who was that sponsor?” “I don’t know his face, all I know is that he’s Mr. AJ.” “Well,” I plopped down on my bed, taking off some jewelry. “We have to thank him at some point, right?” “I think he’s not done with us,” Greta added with a sparkle in her eyes and I raised an eyebrow. “He wants to host a banquet with your designs. The best thing is that he’s willing to have it close for your comfort.” Greta twirled, bouncing on her feet. “This sponsor sounds like a man smitten with love!”

"It's an event organized by Love Youth Training Institution. Since Nia is interested to participate, I just took the liberty to sponsor it." "You what? You were the one who sponsored?" Meredith was astonished. "No wonder it's so luxurious. But what if Nia wins it? Will she be criticized by other people?" "No," Josiah was certain. "How do you know that?" Meredith asked. "Because it is an anonymous sponsorship," Josiah answered. 'Anonymous sponsorship?' Meredith could not help and examine the man in front of her again. Frankly speaking, this was the first time she saw Josiah splurged ever since Nia came into their picture. No, wait. She meant putting so much thought into such a small event.

To pay off my student loans, I started doing spicy streams online. I never thought I'd actually blow up. Every night, my audience floods the chat, fawning over my face and my body. I love the attention, and I work hard to give them what they want. Until I was dropped into a horror game. The first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a rotting corpse. And for some reason, my livestream was still running. When the game’s Boss told us all to pick a weapon to die by.

"Your name is Luna, yes? I've watched your movie before. I've watched all the movies you starred in. Come, come, I'll give you a gift!" He really took a shine to Luna. She's truly a darling! Then, he hurriedly patted himself down for a gift since it was his first time meeting her. I met her mother yesterday and gave her the Phoenix Harp, so I've simply got to observe the etiquette today! "No, it's okay!" Nathan and Hilda exclaimed in unison. It's already very much flattering that he gave us the Phoenix Harp yesterday, so if he gives us yet another astounding gift, we'll probably make it to an unsigned post on an anonymous forum, Nathan Clemon receives exorbitant gifts from a fan! Hilda thoug

’ ‘He probably gave twenty million dollars just to attract Sienna’s attention, right? ‘No, it’s not just that. Don’t forget that the big sponsor on the list actually gifted Sienna ten million dollars to attract her attention and interrupt the conversation between Sienna and Kaden when Kaden went over to talk to Sienna just now! Therefore, the big sponsor must be jealous!’ This comment had the most likes. Sienna: “…” Great, they were really good at brainstorming. Kaden was also shocked by this big sponsor’s generosity! He could give Sienna twenty million dollars as a gift just like that, so such a person’s background and strength should not be underestimated!

I swear God made her just for me. Martin had already left the stage in a huff without shaking my hand. I hoped everyone was watching him leave to see what kind of asshole he was being. “Would you like to say a few words?” Antonia asked. “I would just like to thank everyone for making this fundraiser a success,” I stated, then I looked at Kimmy. “And I would like to pledge an additional million dollars to the charity on behalf of my girlfriend Kimberley and myself.” “Thank you so much for your donation, Dante,” Antonia said, shocked. “Everyone, Hollywood’s Golden Star, Dante Berkley.”

“Still alive?” I leaned against the hallway wall outside the ballroom and let out a quiet laugh. “Barely. My mother is actively trying to auction me off.” “Should I come rescue you?” “Please. Bring a ladder.” “Is it that bad?” “Charity gala. Wealthy donors. Everyone staring at me like I’m a project.” “Ah,” Noah said. “The Hunger Games, but with champagne.” “Exactly.” He chuckled. “Are they interrogating you about me again?”