Novel & Cerita What Character Am I From The Hunger Games

"Katniss Johnson." With a faint smile, Julian grabbed those slender fingers. "Julian Hunt." In an instant, the eyebrows of the two women were drawn in surprise. "Julian Hunt?" Katniss sighed as the secretary blinked slowly, gathering the senses that flew away. "Oh, sorry. When I'm with Mia, I often use the last name of my biological father," Julian said while pretending to scratch his neck. Hearing the man's honesty, a disbelieving sigh escaped Mia's mouth. Cold sweat had soaked the nape of the neck, while the heartbeat had been felt up to the chin. She didn't think that Julian's plan would be so reckless.

she nodded with furrowed eyebrows. "Are you hiding your identity?" she wondered. "Sort of." she nodded and didn't ask further, which is a relief. "So, you’re from Icelania Palace? How are you related to Prince Zachary Frost?" I smiled. How can she tell that I was from Icelania Palace? Ah, maybe because I can manipulate ice. Well, Headmaster said that when someone asked which palace I came from, I would say Icelania Palace. Just to be safe.

No longer the girl running from her power. I am Kaia. Daughter of the Guen Pack. Velen. Mate. Fighter. And I am walking into the unknown but I am not afraid. Not anymore.

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“I will not sugarcoat your feelings like Merida. I barely know you, for all I know the people of the oasis are nothing but crooks and might have given us the fake chosen one. The so called savior of all the land can’t be someone as weak and pathetic as you are, giving up right after the first sign of failure.” I sniffled hard, the tears pouring from my eyes now, “You just don’t get it do you?! “No I don’t.” “You know nothing about me! I’m just a healer from the town’s market.” “You definitely are.” “I’m a nobody!” “You’re correct.” “I can’t do this!!”

Is this happening because his pet took a liking to me? I glance at his Majesty, wondering briefly if perhaps he was the black dragon wrapping itself around me. But the mere imagine of Zarek rubbing against me like a puppy is far too ridiculous to entertain. It must be a pet, he said so himself. I don’t want this. I kneel before him, keeping my head down to avert his gaze. “Please, your majesty. I am unworthy of such treatment. I am merely a fallen nobles daughter, there is nothing special about me. Perhaps some of the other tributes will suit your fanc-”

At least some of my father’s teachings had kicked in. “Well, that’s a surprise,” Prince Kai said. “Where are you from?” “I’m from the Hobbs Pack, your Highness,” I said. “My father is the Alpha.” He looked even more surprised, and I tried not to take offense. I knew what people thought when they looked at me, especially when they got a look at my sister first. At least Stephanie wasn’t here. “Do you have a mate?” I forced myself not to react. “The screening investigated my background, your Highness,” I reminded him. “I have no Chosen. I wouldn’t have passed the screener if I did.”

And as Morrigan walks near Frey the air in the room suddenly turned cold. Morrigan stood in front of Frey at a safe distance, pulled the ribbon that is tying her hair, and let the braids unravel themselves, letting her hair fall like water finally able to come back the stream to live. Frey shivered as a cold breeze touches her skin as she take a better look at the young lady standing tall in front of her. Her back is straight, her elbows folded in perfection as she plays with the ring on her thumb as her hands rest in the middle of her torso. Morrigan gave her a soft smile. "You are right. I am from Hymir, and that I am from a powerful family. My family's name could be heard everywhere in ou

my sister said proudly, obviously pleased the guard was paying attention to her at all. "You won the agility challenge and the moving prey challenge last Wolfen Games, didn't you?" the other guard asked, stepping forward to capture my sister's attention. I tuned out my sister's bragging until the guards both asked my name and pack allegiance together. Blushing, I murmured, "Helen of Fiery Cross Pack. I'm also daughter of Alpha Brogan and Luna Bridget. These are my first Games." "We can tell," the second guard muttered, rolling his eyes.

I didn't feel any pain around my feet, but as she mentioned it, I remembered, I looked down and saw I had completely healed, my baby was fine too and all I had to do now was get up and leave this place. Carla handed a bowl of water to me, urging me to drink, I drank it and I felt so much better and refreshed. "Thank you," I said more in a mutter, but she heard me, and she smiled back. "So why did you cross our borders, your dress speaks of your origin, it clearly shows you're from the rival lands," Carla said in a gentle tone, her brother just watched as we conversed. "Yes, I am of Ravenclaw, but I am an orphan and now, an outlaw, I've been chased out of my land," I said bitterly, fighting b