Trident Hunger Games Novels & Stories

And now that Clement and Trist are fighting over guns, neither of them wants to lose. Trist kicked the back of Clement's knee with full force as he knelt down and released his grip on the gun. Trist had a chance to shoot Clement in the side of his abdomen, so Clement fell down. Trist was still not satisfied as he aimed the muzzle of the gun at Clement's head when he pulled it out, but unfortunately it did not explode which surprised Trist. Trist pulled the trigger several more times but no bullet came out of the muzzle of the gun. "Looks like I'm lucky again." Clement said smiling. He forced himself to stand up and endured the pain he felt in the side of his abdomen.

her comment made Nigal angry. “I hold the trident of kings, are you worried that the people will be on my side once they see it and you will be stripped of the title you have given yourself?” Nigal hated the mockery in her voice. “You think you can take me on just because you hold the trident of kings?” he shook his head with a smirk on his face. “You want to challenge me, fine, be in the arena in one hour and I will make sure all the people are there to watch me kill you and take that trident from you.”

This is the second part of the Trilogy, which focuses on Hunter. Who's Hunter? Hunter is the firstborn son of the infamous Beast, a hybrid of an Undead and a werewolf. The rightful heir of both the Pack and the Deads. But he doesn't want to take over the packs yet. He wants to meet his mate first. He has been watching his parents' relationship all his life and at the age of 25 he's desperately craving a mate of his own. He yearns for what his parents have.

I revealed, her eyes widened even further and her grip on my hand tightened in excitement. “You’re kidding!” she exclaimed. “Details, give me all the juicy details! I want to know everything.” I blushed, feeling the heat rise to my cheeks. “Well, they’re actually triplets,” I began, my voice trailing off. “Holy shit Vi, those are the Alphas of the Red Dawn Pack, aren’t they?” Tracy interrupted, her eyes widening in awe. How am I supposed to know that? Honestly, I had no idea about the Red Dawn Pack or anything like that.

Jayden screamed out. “Likewise us!” The others said at once and in no time, I saw them go into beast mood as they f**ked the life out of Rachel. “F*ck!” They screamed out their release while I stood there watching them helplessly. This was the worst torture I've ever had to go through with the triplets. They all pulled away from Rachel, breathing heavily. “Hey Kitty, come pick up the used trash,” Caden said, with a smirk. “Huh?” I muttered, taking my gaze towards the used trash he talked about. To my greatest shock, it was their used condoms. My heart sank seeing just how many they are.

Ace won’t stop whining in my head which makes me agitated making the wolves around me run for the hills. “Dude you got to relax. Maybe we can try and find her at lunch, everyone either hangs out in the quad or in the cafeteria. This is not an open campus so she can’t leave,” says Jackson. “It has got to be weird to have a human as a mate,” says Jayden, Jackson’s twin. I hear Jackson give his brother a growl and smack him upside the head. They may be twins but Jackson is stronger, and smarter apparently, so I made him my beta and Jayden is my gamma.

The arrival of her brothers is a welcome relief, but I know that time is running out. As they approach, their expressions grave and determined, my hunger takes control as I jump on Adrian and bite him before moaning at the taste of blood and the bond that snaps into place. “Shit, she just claimed me as her mate.” Adrian groans as I moan and rub against him while drinking. “Savage, you need to slow down. I know you are craving it, but you will kill him.” Levi whispers to me as he rubs my back. Whipping around, I cling to Levi as I bite into him next. Claiming him as my own as the next bond snaps into place.

The Rift’s hunger swallowed everything. And then— Darkness.

The expanse above us was a gorgeous shade of blue, and if I kept my back to the bruised streaks of violet forcing their way from the south, I could almost forget the impending doom hurtling towards us. "You okay?" Lillith asked, stopping beside me. Her almost waist length hair was down, neatly brushed and pushed back over her shoulders. "Yeah. Tired is all." Tired of running from the Sades and their Shadow Men. Tired of seeing their victories heralded in the darkening sky and the used bodies left in their wake. Tired of missing Nick, of not knowing where he was or if he was even alive anymore and tired of feeling like a pale skinned, violet eyed freak.

“And I’m hungry. Fighting makes me hungry.” “I’m sorry,” I mumbled. “I don’t know why I’m so tired.” Tristan searched around his pack, removing some dried beef, which he handed to me. “Because you’ve barely slept in days. Because you just hiked halfway up a mountain. Because you just battled an army of orcs. Because—” “You made your point.” Biting off a chunk of the flesh, I chewed, my eyes stupidly looking at the crimson flames of his axe.