The Hunger Games Let The Games Begin Novels & Stories

“So I'm going to make this easy for you. Next time we meet, I'm not asking permission. I'm taking what I want and what I want is you. All of you. Until you stop lying to yourself about what this is." The video ended and I stared at my phone for five seconds before yeeting it across the room. My hands were shaking but I replayed it anyway. And the fact that my body kept reacting to it only made it worse. Okay, who wouldn't react like this to a video of a half baked, handsome….. I slapped myself. This was supposed to be an act so fantasizing about him was not supposed to happen. I stood up, the tickets were still in my hand and I had to hurry up if I wanted to avoid Victor's nagging.

A look from left to right to make sure that there's no one will caught me. Successfully, get three cans of it. I turned my back and victoriously. Leaving a crime without any evidence into it. Unlucky me. There's a little girl, see the crime that I've done. She's also a beggar like me. The difference is I'm a fighter and know how to play the game of this world. I smile to her. Patting her head, bending my knees down. So that I'll level to her. I take out my apples, and giving it to her. There's something touch my heart, while I'm doing that.

“Welcome to the Games, Kai Blackwood and Aliaria Laurent. I see you have already familiarized yourselves with the place. There is a copy of your schedule in the nightstand. For now, you have dinner in thirty minutes. It is the first official event of the Games. Welcome once again.” Well, if it was the first official event that meant that it wasn’t yet broadcasted, I hope. I couldn’t stand the thought that my children saw their mother playing about like that, much less with another man that wasn’t their father. I look at Kai, still moving about the place. He had started arranging his own side of the wardrobe. I sat with him as he did, pulling out my own clothes too. I had better get to it as

"Good, tell Apollo he can head out now, tell him to strap Timothy into the chair in the torture room. Let Leander know that he can get started on him but to keep him alive." "Yes afentikó." I search for the door of the basement, opening the door I'm met with darkness. Turning on the lights as I walk down I come face to face with a door, a heavy bolt on it. Unlocking the bolt the sight that meets my eyes nearly brings me to my knees. Layla is huddled in a corner rocking back and forth, she's dirty her hair is matted and she's lost some weight. There's a heavy chain tethered to her ankle connecting to the wall. Slowly walking to her the stench wafting from her burns my eyes.

The Hunger roared in terror. And for the first time since the beginning of creation… The Witness smiled. 👁️ ⸻ Because the truth had finally begun to awaken. ⸻ End of Chapter 46 To Be Continued…

I will do well. I couldn’t take the smile off my face as I went back to the pack. I didn’t mind the eyes that were scrutinizing me as I walked with only a dirty cloth wrapped around my body. I heard the murmurs around me but I held up my head high and didn’t even bother to look at them. I went straight to my house to bathe and prepare for later. The moment the water touched my body, I felt all the exhaustion from all the things that I did earlier, but I didn’t mind it. My determination was stronger than the tiredness that I was feeling. At exactly ten in the evening, the Luna Games will start. It was around nine when I got out of the house. When I looked around, the place was empty. I bet th

From those fragile little alliances of theirs, to their blood soaking the ground. “Let the games begin,” I murmured, a wicked smile creeping across my face as the flames roared higher.

My mind calmed reason and logic won over rage. “Enough,” I yelled across the bloody battlefield. All eyes were on me as my voice resonated with each of them. “Take a knee and pledge yourself again to Father and Mother, and I will spare you. If you continue with this rebellion, I will end you.” I searched for Michael and spotted him across the battlefield. I locked my eyes with his. He was covered in the blood of his brothers and sisters. He nodded at me and urged me to continue. At least 300 fallen from our swords and with at least another few hundred still standing. The savagery of what we did to these fallen would burn into our very souls. Their broken and bloody bodies laying there torn a

We have tried to minimise the risks of death, but if I’m honest … it’s still a possibility. When I enter the observatory tired as fuck as slip into my leather seat, the arm rest already puckering from how I gripped the edges so hard last night. The other alphas file in when the siren blares signalling the start of the games. Each of them slowly appears in the centre where they all gather, looking on edge as their bodies drip with sweat. Felicity and Hayley seem to be the only ones who are ready for this. They’re both braced formulating a plan. Come on, pumpkin. “Begin,” Hunter commands through the speaker with the voice alteration added to the mic to make him sound robotic.