Victor's Village Hunger Games Novels & Stories

She couldn't complete her words as her attention was diverted to the giant men throwing the dead bodies inside Kai and her house. "Let's watch the show." Her eyes widened more as she forgot to blink anymore when one man put the whole house on fire. Her breathing stopped watching the people of the village burn to ashes. Victor had a small satisfied smirk playing over his lips. Every single person residing in the village and the mountainside was killed. After burning this house to ashes they will clean away everything as well. Leaving not even a trace behind. But what burn his happiness more was the fact that the man he wanted was alive and now he can take Kai with him.

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"Never to a half-breed whore's mate." The air froze. Victor didn't look at Rhys. He looked at me. His gold eyes burned with a question. Your call, my Luna. I looked at the monster bleeding in the snow. I thought of the girl in the cell. I thought of the torture. I didn't blink. I nodded. Victor didn't hesitate. With a savage snarl, he tore Rhys’s throat out. It was over in a second. The snow turned crimson. The tyrant was dead.

I nodded back at him before turning around and pretty much fleeing the scene, all the while feeling his eyes burning holes into the back of my head until I shut the door to the kitchen behind me with a dull thud. "What even was that?" Raymond asked as soon as we were in the safety of the kitchen, handing the cleaning supplies to Jamie who quietly left us alone. "I don't know," I admitted, shaking my head. "He is an Alpha, Ray. An Alpha to a whole entire pack. And he stood up for me. Plain, old me! He was ready to start an all our war if this guy who was probably someone from his pack hadn't intervened. Can you believe that?" I ranted, eyes wide with disbelief. The more I thought about it, th

he said then entered into another road heading for Victor’s place PAST It was new day in the ghetto, people were already going about their daily activities, there were children going to school and some playing and running around half naked on the streets. Victor walked down the road carrying in his hand a nylon full of baby meal and as he walked he thought to himself, ways of raising a baby, how to be a father over a child since he had no idea how it worked. To make matters worse, Victor came from a family where his father had married four wives into poverty, a father who was a drunkard and didn’t even know all his children talk less of their names, luckily for Victor his mother who happened

With all the reactions she'd recently had, it's like her body was giving up on her. And Victor... The poison was slowly killing him. Every time he wakes up, he'd stare at Frost for a few minutes and for the rest of the time Kiza pocks around him, he silently looks at the ceiling as if he was already dead. Neither of them have eaten more than a few bites at a time. The mere sight and smell of food made their stomachs turn. Victor would sake his head and lay back down but Frost always tries to eat for me. But each time I lifted a spoon full of food, she'd gag. Tears would cloud her eyes but she'd still take a bite.

My stomach rumbled with hunger, I hadn't had dinner yesterday the most I'd eaten was some croquettes at the party and they weren't enough for me and little Richard now I fed for two, Victor rolled his eyes looking annoyed as if it was my fault for feeling hunger He called the man who had been driving, and in the light of day I could analyze him better he was a man in his fifties he didn't seem like a cold killer to me he had serene and calm expressions __yes sir victor ___I will need you Sandro to go to the nearest City and buy supplies for several months. I widened my eyes in utter fear wondering what Victor meant by "several months" ____How long do you intend to keep me here Victor? direct

its been over 500 years now ever since we saw him last and he's still after his one ultimate goal which is to make me pay for what I did to his family . " it's been long Krish last time I saw you was at kalama Indian "I said and he growled angrily " you murdered my entire village " he growled "yeah.. yeah I know and it was fun " I said pissing him off . " I should have killed you when I had the chance but as you know Victor Adams is a mercy guy "I said smiling and he growled and leaped forward . he swing his scythe in a C strike which I easily dodged .

Rebecca looked to Elliot and nodded. “He not only told us about the food but also about some of the ways that people were treated in that village. You have to remember that most people have never traveled outside of their village apart from going to the Reaping. We could only know for sure that this was all happening in just this village. We learned of beatings, rape, and even murder.” Elliot finishes this statement with the same look on his face that I had seen on Thomas’s many times. A look of shame.