Titus Hunger Games Novels & Stories

It was so large she had to break it into tiny pieces. "This is the land of Ashmeer. The domain of the Titans." "Titans?" "Yes. You haven't heard of us?" Snow White shook her head, trembling even more as Vanguard reached out with a massive hand to tuck the blanket around her. "Do Titans... eat humans?" "Some do. Some hunt humans for sport. But we don't eat people." "Then..." Snow White was confused. She never imagined she’d flee into such a terrifying realm. Yet, Vanguard seemed kind and gentle. She reached out and grasped his hand in gratitude.

Manang Lydia said. “Does she allow that?” Manang Lydia smiled and winked at me. “If you are feeling fine, then you can.” I went upstairs and went to Dale’s library. Before picking up a book to read, I enjoyed looking, rooming around first, leaving a gentle touch to every book I passed by. My gaze at the “The Scorch Trial” book that was written by James Dashner. I already finished reading “The Maze Runner”. I decided to read it and went to the garden.

She drank it all without hesitation. She didn't know that the stew had Lauren's custom neurotoxin. It was non-lethal, but it loosened the tongue and amplified pain tenfold. Minutes later, her pupils began to lose focus. Her expression turned hazy. She kept thanking me and calling me a good brother. I walked out of the room. Titus stood at the end of the hallway as he methodically wiped his gun with a piece of deerskin. "Why keep trash like her alive?" he asked, confused.

A tear escaped Titus’ eye as he weakly nodded his head and whispered, “anything. I would risk anything if it meant I proved how much I want to spend just another day next to you and Eden.” I was truly amazed at how he still managed to speak. How he found the strength to stay awake. But at the same time, I wasn’t surprised - my Titus was a fighter, he didn’t know how to give up even during the hardest of times. Quickly, I grasped at the chance to press my lips to his and wrapped my fingers around the spear. While Titus was distracted by the sudden kiss and tried his damndest to answer it, I pulled out the spear.

"I've never been knocked out of the top four, keep ranking!" Indeed, Titus's friends are very supportive of his learning process at school. How not? The Titus gang is willing to read the notes written by the teacher on the blackboard, to lend them notebooks. At home, it is the mother's turn to read, record, and play the recording.

Angry tears fell from my eyes as I face Titus, who was staring back at me with a smug expression on his face. "How could you do this to me?" I screamed at him, my voice breaking with emotion. "I trusted you. I thought you were my friend." Titus just shrugged, his face devoid of any remorse. "It's nothing personal, my friend," he said coldly. "It's just business. And now, you have a choice to make. Either join us, and serve Alpha Melezo, or die." I gritted my teeth, my fists clenched so tightly that my nails dug into my palms. I knew what I had to do - fight back. And I knew that this was just the beginning of a long and brutal war.

I said, and Titus threw the water in his mouth, making me look at him as he looked at me with raised brows. "What the hell? Don’t you think before speaking?" He asked me, and I chuckled. "Assault for assault. Humiliation for humiliation. Life for life," I said, and he looked at me for a few seconds before nodding and holding my hand. "Guys, undress him," He said before making me turn towards him. "You don't need to see anything ugly," Titus said, making me look into his eyes before he forced my face into his chest. "No! What are you guys doing?! Kill me like this instead! Leave me alone! Kill me like this! Don’t!" He shouted, and I clenched my hands as his screams echoed in my head.

Vivienne It was our last night here and everybody agreed to have a campfire in the front yard. It wasn’t snowing so it’s perfect for a campfire. We are all gathered around while drinking and having fun. I felt a bit tipsy. They kept pouring me drinks even though I declined. I mean, I never drink. It’s my first time. I wonder how they bought the liquor. But there’s nothing impossible for the Titans, isn’t it?

“I kill them, the three rogues I killed before my mate found me where the same as you and now their bodies are dust, so try me Crystal, if you dare.” Taking a step back, I can feel the anger rolling off of Titus. I turn and place my hand on his chest. His jaw is hard set and his fists are clenched that tight they are shaking. He is trying hard to not let Orion forward. “Titus, look at me.” I murmur to him. He glares down at me and I grin, gazing up at him. He inhales slowly and calms down. His gaze is soft, and he cups my cheek with his hand. And I lean into his touch.

"I don't have parents but the Hunters Association selected me to be a student here. I am thankful that they give me food and shelter so I will be a good student here." "How about you sis Titania? Why did you come here? Are your parents, hunters too or you also don't have parents anymore?" that was a question coming from a cute young girl. "I want to protect my family that's why I am here. I want to stop the war between hunters and werewolves." Titania said truthfully to them. Then suddenly someone burst into crying. He was the youngest among them. The 10-year-old boy whose name was Calvin. Titania approached him immediately to comfort him. "Hey, what's wrong Calvin? Why are you crying?"