Titus Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Lukas I was in the office when my door opened and I saw a rose. Whose father is the head of the council . She walked towards me and sat on the chair “ have seen the lowlife you choose over me” anger stir up inside me “ don't call her that, if you still want your head” she flinch “ I am not here for trouble, my dad sent me here to oversee what is happening in the ravenous pack.” she stood up to walked toward where am sitting

ultimate search: live or die" he stated and I gasped. A horror movie? I questioned and he laughed. "Kind of.. More of teenagers losing their way in the jungle and had to undergo different stages of life just to survive." He added and I was a bit relaxed. "Don't worry; you're going to love every bit of it." He said and winked at me. "Uhmm..Daisy!" He called my attention and I turned to face him.

"The first thing you need to understand," Marcus said, setting his tray down across from Nora with the energy of someone who had been waiting to have this conversation, "is that visibility is a currency and most humans here are spending it wrong." The dining hall was the one place on the island where the division between vampire and human students dissolved not because anyone had decided it should, but because food was a human requirement and the vampires who joined them did so by choice, which meant the ones who showed up either had human friends worth keeping or were there for reasons worth paying attention to.

If he couldn't even keep Elara alive, how could he face Titus? To Gideon, Titus held an irreplaceable place. Without Titus, he would've died years ago. There would be no him today. Even if he set Elara aside, Gideon still wanted to enter Bandit's Hollow. All these years, he had forged ahead without ever backing down. Bandit's Hollow wouldn't stop him, either.

It included a sitting area, a small area for cooking and a large open bedroom plus a full sized bath and separate amenities. I wanted to get all this paperwork stuff out of the way first so once we sat down I grabbed the paperwork from the small clutch I was carrying. I’d highlighted particular parts. And I needed to talk to him first before he whisked me away with excitement. “Fine, what do you want to know”, Tom sighed. “Am I a prostitute to you?” I asked abruptly as he filled up with laugher obviously not taking my concerns with an ounce of seriousness. Tom gestured for Norm to bring a bottle of wine over before answering.

Her leftovers after feeding are my meals, but one thing she doesn't know is that I prepare the meal in a big quantity and then hide the remaining after serving her. I would say that it's the reason I became overweight is because I ate with greediness due to the fact Kiah wants me to starve. I fed secretly in a way that if feeding was the only benefit I would get from my family….then so be it. I accepted that I was an orphan because our parents were searching for me…but I didn't plot the accident, and the main culprit here should be Tyrion who deceived me.

It was Titus. “I was careless! I didn’t expect the kid to be so good! “He’s definitely above me in terms of ability, but he shouldn’t be much better off! “Humph! Let me train for a few more days so I can break through my current level and kill you!” Despite what he had said, Titus was still mad. The loss he had suffered this time was too much. He was going to ask Tuckson to pay him $100,000,000! Suddenly, an icy glint glided past Titus’ face, cutting him and splattering blood. It was a flying leaf!

Otherwise, how would he live up to his name, ‘Lucas the Demon’? Titus, as a famous character in White Cloud Base City, had never given in to anyone else since the day he was born. He had only done so for the elders of his family. "Hey brat, are you blind? How dare you block the young master's path?!" A pretty lady, who was beside Titus, roared at Lucas. Passersby saw the scene, and their footsteps came to a halt. They had never seen someone have the guts block Titus' pathway before.

Titus looked in my direction and said, "Don't be impatient. After eating, talk!" I clenched my fist, trying to hold back my anger. Anyway, now Titus is the one who grasps my weakness; if I make him unhappy, then the one who suffers will be me. I couldn't swallow the food, so I didn't eat, waiting for Titus to finish eating. Titus pretended not to see my discomfort; he ate very well. Titus didn't take long to finish his meal, but it was a long time for someone in a hurry like me. I feel like Titus is deliberately torturing me mentally by making me wait.

Even though I didn’t fully believe it would be. He let go of my hand and I began to walk down the stairs towards Stephen and as soon as he saw me, he says, “There is my beautiful queen.” As he pulls me into him and kisses my forehead. “I don’t feel so beautiful at this moment.” I said as pull my hair down around my neck to hide the marks Tyler had just given to me. “You have been sick, my love.” Stephen says as he holds me around the waist and then says, “This is Marcus. He is the ruler of the immortals on this island.”