What Character Am I From The Hunger Games Mga Nobela at Kwento

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-”

The architect had his ways. Korrigan considered it. Behind him, a girl with a scarred mouth was watching me like I was some sort of foreign creature. "And if I say no?" Korrigan asked. "Then no one gets any food," I shrug. "I can do hungry. I'm from Sector 6. Can you? And can your little pack?" "That's not a threat," he mused. "No. This is." Before he could react, I brought the bow up and let the arrow go. The arrow sailed through the air and the toe of his boot.

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.”

Others(amongst the four of us) had left but Temi and I waited being that our parents told us that they should wait for them, that they will pick us up. "Isn't that your dad's car?", I asked Temi as I sighted her dad's car at the parking lot. It happened that her dad came early. Temi and I stood beside the car, knowing that her dad will return after searching for Temi. Right on our prediction, he did after few minutes. We all exchanged pleasantries. "You really tried, son. You really did" was all he said about the Hunger Games I participated. I really appreciated it coz I felt I was going to be criticised for sparing the girl in the first place only for her to take the prize after I spent ti

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 will burn these.” We worked until the candles dropped low. Strategy after strategy. Every move plotted like chess, every resource listed and rotated. I kept my hands moving. If I stopped, I might remember what she’d called me in those letters—fool, tool, placeholder. I wasn’t either. I was the son of Luna Lila of Raven’s Peak. And I wasn’t going to lose this.

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

Every pulse of pain shoved them further apart. Let me out. Let me out. Let me out. The same demand, every night since the calm broke. I pressed my thumbs into my eye sockets and breathed through my teeth. "Marcus." My beta appeared in the doorway. He'd been waiting. He always waited on these nights. "The tributes," I said. "Is there one who resembles her." He didn't ask who. "The girl from the eastern valley. Dark hair, similar build. Not exact." "Close enough. Bring her."

Center of the center table, yep she likes the attention and wants to be in the middle of everything. I finally get to my seat, sit, and start eating without looking at them. They are going to try and keep me from eating and I can’t afford that. I still have Oliver’s voice in my head telling me I need more food so I don’t become malnourished again. “What pack did you say you were from again?” The dark brunette asks. “I didn’t, but I’m from Blue Crescent.” I responded without looking up. “And how is it you managed to get here at 15, when none of the rest of us were allowed until we turned 18? I mean I am the best warrior to come out of my pack in 30 years.” The lighter brunette asked.