Tribute Names Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Ghtraht's loud voice echoed in the clearing as he spoke: “Brothers and sisters, I give you Shieena, the heroine of Zanestor. She, who together with the Sunbringer killed our most hated enemy, the dwarf king. She, who made the new dwarven queen tremble before her. She, who forced that same queen to release all our people from their prisons. She, who brought us victory with the heart of a warrior. Goblins, I present to you my future wife, Shieena the Victorious. Through her I give you my future children, whose blood will be the blood of legends. The blood of warriors!” The audience went crazy. They screamed their names, applauded and cheered. That night they served food in every tavern and eve

"Beta Heimdall sent this for you. But this is the maids uniform, why is he expecting you to wear it? Was that the reason why he came here last night?" She prodded as I quietly stood from the bed and proceeded to wear the clothes she had brought. "What's your name?" Annie asked me another question when I hadn't answered her first. "Natalia." I answered simply. "Wow! I heard you're the Alpha's daughter in your pack and Beta Heimdall hated you, that's why he took you as a tribute. Is that true?" "I don't know what made him decide to take me as tribute, I just knew he makes all the rules."

she said with a grunt as she closed her eyes. "Ah, the supreme luna has awoken!" the red-haired lady announced as she walked closer with her teammates. "There are no titles in the Hunger Games, we are all the same," Nova spoke, glaring at the leader. The fiery-haired leader regarded us with a smug smile, her eyes filled with a mix of arrogance and amusement. "Titles or not, you four have certainly made a name for yourselves. The supreme quartet, they call you." I exchanged a glance with Jannah, Nova, and Horia, our expressions grim. It was true that our reputation as the "supreme quartet" had preceded us, and it seemed to have earned us both admiration and enmity among the other tributes.

The heat of the sun blazed on my one free leg yet the rest of me was twisted inside this black hole. A one-time experiment just to help me on an exam Kate would do fine in any way? Why not. Like he said, tip the scales my way for a change. “What do I need to do?” “You say my name and your tributes together,” making it sound so easy. Such a heavy dense noise coming from such a little oily gloop. “My name is Berlarot”, the very walls of the cave seeming to tremble with unseen power. “Berlarot…Kate, Berlarot…” pausing as I wondered what I was hoping to achieve with this. Survival right now, to get the hell out of this cave. Just one time. A little test.

someone yells. Iris nods and Ingrid is in the middle of the crowd, next to Joey. She looks up to Titan, with begging eyes. “Help me!” Ingrid asks him. “Alpha Iris, what is her name,” Titan points to Ingrid. “Ingrid Nevand,” Iris tells him. “I, Alpha Titan Hues, reject Ingrid Nevand as my mate. There, I helped you,” Titan tells her. Iris’s eyes go wide. Zaphyra- Selene has a sick sense of humor.

She was sick of the disdain everyone was showing her. "I am no traitor" she reiterated, her tone cold and hard, but the alpha just continued staring at her with his dark look. "Who are you?" Alpha Kieran ask instead, his unblinking eyes never left Narrah who met his eyes with equal intensity. "I am Narrah. I'm maybe a no-one today, but I am not a traitor. I cannot give you my name until I gain to claim it but I have honorable blood running through my veins" Narrah exclaimed with polite arrogance.

“The people of Ironblood have owed a war debt to the lycan kingdom, and today, the lycan king had requested his payment or there would be war!” Murmurs started to rise up from the crowd. “But don't fret, I would never allow that to happen.” “YES!” They roared. “I have chosen our tribute.” He continued, and the whole pack held his breath for the vital announcement. “SERAPHINA VALE!” I gasped. What? Me. Why me? I was still in pain but he went ahead to choose me as the tribute. To pay for the debt of our whole pack. The guards grabbed me by my two hands and led me out of the kingdom.

she said, voice cold and unnaturally smooth, cutting through the silence “Welcome to Lupira.” She was human. She was young. Maybe my age. No one answered. No one dared. She tilted her head, eyes flicking across us like we were livestock being appraised. “Your names mean nothing here. Not yet. You are tributes, and that is all. Property of the court. Your breath, your blood, your bones they belong to the crown.” Beside me, Von tensed. I could feel it in the way his hand brushed mine. Clara’s smile widened. “I’ll be your guide. Think of me as your last chance at survival. Listen to me and you'll leave, don't and… let's just hope you listen.”

I could smell it, heavy and sour in the cold air. "Get straight to the point," I ordered, my voice clipped, sharp. I needed this over. Natalie was waiting. Graham's hands shook slightly as he gripped the steering wheel, gathering the scraps of his courage. "I need your help, Master," he said hoarsely. "Please. Save my family." I remained silent, waiting. If he was going to beg, I wasn’t going to make it easy. "We’re due to offer tributes this year," he said, his voice cracking like brittle glass. "I’ve already lost two of my daughters. They couldn’t survive the transformation. And now..." His throat bobbed in a hard swallow. "Now they demand the third."

He paused for a second, looking down, before adding, “And blessed with a plum chest.” Yet again, Kenzie’s mouth fell on the floor. She acted to free herself from Andrew, but he held on to her too tight. She warned, “Don’t be such a pervert or I’ll get a divorce.” With Andrew laughing at her words, she let herself at ease. Somehow, her instincts were not being defensive, and she felt comfortable with the man. “I like you... Let me guess, your name is gorgeous?” Andrew inquired. Seeing Kenzie shake her head and smirking in amusement, he resumed, “No? Then your name must be Katniss… because you are starting an uprising… in my district.”