Suzanne Collins Books Novels & Stories

Her eyes on the place where Silas was moments ago. "Whatever you're thinking it's much, much worse.” Suzanne closed her eyes, titling her head backwards. “I accompanied Lady Vita when she picked up garments for one of the dresses I've broken. The dresses were just too small for someone like me. So I had one that was tailor-made to accommodate my size. She told me not to look outside the carriage but I didn't listen.” Suzanne opens her eyes and stares at both of us long and hard. “There were werewolves lying on the pavement, I don't think they were breathing. They were frail, and skinny. The healthier wolves were looting from them."

"Wow that is good, can I take a look at the the novel you're reading please?" Lucas gave Mrs. Collins the novel, she was surprised to see that it all about zombies, and Lucas looks too young to be reading such a novel. Mrs. Collins asked Lucas maybe she can go home with that novel and gave Jackson to return it to him after she finished reading it? Lucas smiled and said no problem. Mrs. Collins left and drive to work when she got to the clinic after settling down in her office she picked up the novel and was about to read it when one of her colleagues walked in Mr. Thomas. Mrs. Collins was about to get mad at him for not knocking before banging into her office but Mr. Thomas, cut into her wor

You could easily tell by the beautiful cover. “You’re back early” He says closing it. “I had no idea you read these types of books” I sat beside him and took it up. “I’m full of surprises” He says, taking it from me. “This is one of my favorite books. The story is just perfect!” “I know right! Suzanne Collins is so dope!” “I agree,” he replied, chuckling. “For once we agree on something”

You could easily tell by the beautiful cover. “You’re back early” He says closing it. “I had no idea you read these types of books” I sat beside him and took it up. “I’m full of surprises” He says, taking it from me. “This is one of my favorite books. The story is just perfect!” “I know right! Suzanne Collins is so dope!” “I agree,” he replied, chuckling. “For once we agree on something”

Suzanne popped another juicy piece of fruit into her mouth and mumbled, "Aren't you busy?" Ignoring her question, Nathan asked, "What book are you reading?" Suzanne picked up the book and showed it to him. "I randomly picked up a suspense novel. It's quite interesting." Nathan took the book, glanced at the title and synopsis, then casually placed it back on the table, his interest seemingly waning. After eating a few more pieces of fruit, Suzanne put down her fork and reached for her book. Suddenly, Nathan grasped her hand. Startled, Suzanne turned to look at him, her heart racing and cheeks flushing.

"Aren't you the one who used to work with Ms. Shaw…?" "Mr. Wells, my name is Suzy," Suzy introduced herself. "I'm now Winter's assistant." "An assistant?" Ronald raised his eyebrows. "With your looks, isn't it a bit of a waste to just be an assistant?" Suzy, who was quite attractive and almost on par with Winter in appearance, usually kept a low profile. She did not dress as stylishly as Winter, which made her seem less striking. Suzy's eyes flashed briefly at his comment, but she continued, "Thank you for the compliment, Mr. Wells. But about Collosus Group's year-end party..."

"Hi, Suzanne. Is Carson available?" She's an older woman; her brown hair has just a touch of gray, and her blue eyes are always cheerful. "He'll probably be available for you, Collins. Let me just check." She walks to his office door, which is open. "Carson, do you have time to talk to Collins?" Suzanne turns back to me with a smile. "He said to come in." "Collins, what did you need to see me about?" I explain the situation. "You already called Carter?"

"What the hell are you up to, Suzanne?" "Nothing!" Suzanne spread her hands, her tone innocent. "I was just thinking that… since you have feelings for Stephanie, and I have feelings for Adrian, isn't that a good thing? We should split them up and steal them for ourselves! Isn't this a win-win situation for us?" "You're incorrigible!"

Not with the way he looked, like a soldier guarding a battlefield made entirely of memories and regret. I nodded, a small gesture. A quiet hello. He didn’t nod back, but he didn’t look away either. Then, without a word, he turned and walked down the hall toward the study. I followed at a distance. Suzanne's pov: I woke to sunlight and silence. The scent of warm tea lingered, and beside my bed was a new book I hadn’t seen before. A romance novel. My fingers grazed the edge of it, but I didn’t open it.

Chapter 49 Suzanne sat alone the next morning on the dinning, chewing slowly at her French toast. She dusted her hands, reached for her mug of tea, and lifted it to her lips. In the process, her eyes scanned the empty spaces around the dinning table, and momentarily, she paused. She was all alone, eating breakfast. The dinning area became suddenly too big for her, and the thought of this gradually sank in. Quickly, she aside the thought, wondering when things like this started to get to her.