The Hunger Games: Catching Fire Novels & Stories

"Their leader—I saw her. A woman, dark-haired, beautiful. She's not here." "Lilith?" "Not Lilith. Someone else. Someone working for her." Caspian's voice was grim. "This feels like a probe. Like they're testing us." Lena's blood ran cold. "Then this is just a distraction." "A distraction from what?" --- The answer came too fast. Fire. Behind them, the camp erupted in flames. Lena spun, her heart stopping. The shelters—the hybrid cabins—the *children*—all of it burning. Orange and red consumed the homes they'd worked so hard to build. Black smoke rose against the darkening sky. And through it all, she could hear screaming.

You have got to be kidding me. That's when my patience comes to an end, my hair Flames and my eyes turn white and ashen. "Get off that bed before I light it on fire with you on it," I snarl, her eyes have grown wide, I guess me lighting on fire wasn't what she was expecting. "Now you are going to do as we say or so help me I'm going to burn that blond hair of yours to a crisp."

Her wounds healed instantly before she caught me and hugged my body so close to her. “I promise I’ll never let you go.” She whispered as my eyes closed. Mom. Rogue The moment I had my son in my arms I could sense everyone in the house moving to my direction in search of the powerful energy they felt. I didn’t hold back this time, having something more valuable to me than the key as I casted a fire spell in the living and casting another spell to flood the way with scorpions. I didn’t spend much time in the building, leaving quickly as I smiled when I saw the house from a distance burning aggressively as I enjoyed the view.

Running is not an option because it has been tried before and those who ran were always caught and killed. "Mother I am very aware of this. I know that you are all concerned in your way for me and I thank you for that. I will say that I know that there are many possibilities of what could happen to me, but I am tired of worrying over something that I have no control over. I wanted to enjoy the little bit of time that I had left. I have heard from the leaders of the village that this year there is only going to be one hundred males and females for the reaping, and out of that one hundred, only Michael is from this village. That means that most likely I will never be coming back here." I hear

Kingston yelled and immediately a flaming fire fell on her b©dy She screamed and fell on the ground trying to get free from the fire but the fire only increased Kingston wasn’t satisfied,,he stood up and walked toward her but a for-ce stopped him all of a sudden that he couldn’t move. The fire on Moon’s b©dy went down also,,but she fainted right on the sp-ot The three deities appeared “You can’t hurt your mate” The first one said “She’s not my mate!!” Kingston yelled but it wasn’t him,,it’s his demon Botis who alre-ady took over completely

The sweet girl seemed to be in love with Clinton since after that day they met at the club, love at first sight. The movie they went to see at the cinema was a very popular movie, Fast and Furious. It was at Sage Cinema they went to, one of the very famous cinemas in the town. As they stepped in, they got a space to stay very comfortable and dimmed. Shortly, the movie started showing as they enjoyed the interesting actions the movies portrayed. An hour and thirty minutes of the movie had gone by, Alexia was already feeling tired and sleepy not withstanding the fact that the movie show was boring. She rested her head on his body as relentlessly gummed her body to Clinton’s. Clinton found his

Tres fretted. “Just grab your coat, let’s go!” Tres hurriedly threw his arms into a hoody, muttering, “Okay, okay.” He opened the door and they dashed into the hallway. At the end of the corridor, James could see softly flickering orange lights; the fire was burning somewhere below. He stole a quick glance towards the lounge and saw flames building through the glass door. That end too? In that brief moment of hesitation, he couldn’t help but wonder why the alarms had not gone off yet. He shook it off and turned to Tres. “We need to get as many out as we can, got it?” Tres swallowed back his fear and nodded.

Everything in me is telling me to run, but I know that will only make it worse. And then…there is the other part of me that feels sucked in like a moth to a flame. His gaze is locked on to mine as he steps closer and closer, too slowly. I can almost hear the Jaws theme playing through my migraine, but that’s too comedic for a moment this dangerous. He freezes, inches from my face. A disturbingly cold breeze hits the strands of my loose hair ever so slightly…seemingly freezing time right along with his body. Everything slows.

And if life is repeated a thousand times still you, you, and again, you. -Forough Farrokhzad. |N I C O L A S| I never thought it would come to this. My brother, Lorenzo, standing in front of me, his gun pointed at the woman I love, Zyra. The tension in the room was suffocating as the seconds ticked by, each one feeling like an eternity. Zyra, her eyes vacant and distant, couldn't distinguish between friend and foe. She was trapped in a mental prison of her own making, a hell created by the sadistic hand of her kidnapper, Cillian. I couldn't bear to see her like this, lost and broken.

Nora said. "Yeah, run away, scaredy little cat, but remember you're getting an F because no one here is going to cover for you." Alice yelled. "What did you just call me?" Nora yelled, advancing towards her. "A coward," Alice yelled in her face. They broke into a fight. The boys tried to separate them. They all fell to the ground. Nora stumbled upon a something. "Ouch! What is that?" She said. The bag soon caught everyone's attention. They all moved towards the bag and surrounded it. It was getting dark so they couldn't make sense if what it is.