What Character Am I From The Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Ten years ago **Charlotte's POV** Seated before a mirror in my parents' room, I gently brushed my hair with my mom's hairbrush. I stared at my reflection in the mirror, and staring back at me was a certain girl with hazel eyes and amber blonde hair. I'm Charlotte, a ten-year-old beautiful she-wolf. It's an essential part of who I am, the first daughter, and only child of Alpha Michael, for now. It was 3 o'clock in the morning, and today is the day we've all been waiting for, the day Luna would finally conceive, and we'll be able to know if it's a male or female child.

She’s in her thirties and is wearing a jarring and bright contrast of a suit jacket, a skirt and a turban, plus a boa-sized layering of shawls and scarves. At least 20 minutes is spent filling out the personal information sheet. Because Kate is terrified out of her wits, she goes on auto-pilot. Her brain takes over and she has an almost out-of-body experience where she watches her own self going through the motions. The head examiner says “… yadda, yadda, yadda cream of the crop yadda, yadda, yadda…” and freely associating, Kate’s hyperactive imagination takes all of them to the Reaping. The head examiner – because of her eclectic fashion sense – turns into Effie. “Happy Hunger Games! And ma

I heard Kimi ask in a harsh and firm tone to the person who was quite far behind me. I turned around to look at the person and when I could see it clearly, it was Kayra, a descendant of the hunter nation, the son of Elder Nobi. And what I remember most about this girl is, she really hates me.

But I knew, people perceived me to be spoiled, arrogant, and a proud princess of the kingdom of Trinigad. Katniss picked up what appeared to be a staff and turned towards me, her expression thoughtful. I could tell whatever she had to say was quite heavy. "I've heard whispers about your ruthlessness and vileness, which led me to expect a snobbish demeanor from you. No offense." "None taken."

Not only she was wearing simple clothes but she was also asking a servant girl for her name . " Stop looking at me with a shocked expression otherwise this conversation will last forever . " said Charlotte with a little laugh . " I......I....see ! " said the servant girl . " My name is Charotte . This is my lady in waiting , madam Catherine . We are from the kingdom of Anadol in the human world . " said Charlotte with a smile . ' What are you doing Charlotte ?! ' thought Catherine forcing herself to smile . " My name is Tia . I have am a maid at the castle . My green horns are the sign that I belong to the nature dragon clan . " said Tia .

Trust me, if I could have done that, I would have. There was a pause before the blonde one answered. "My name is Zaven Slabbert. I am originally from Germany but immigrated to China not long after I was born. And all I ever wanted from my mate was love but it seems you are incapable of that." It shouldn't have hurt. I had heard it so many times before, it should have rolled off my back as if it was nothing. But coming from a mate... "I am Kallik Gao. I come from China and unlike you, I never had a soft upbringing. My father is the king of assassins. A brutal man who had no mercy for others. It seems my mate has taken after him."

“But I wanted to. Because no one ever came for me that night. Not the guards. Not the authorities. Just you. And I won’t forget that.” My voice cracked slightly as I asked, “Who are you, really?” She paused. I watched her hesitate. Her mouth opened, then closed again. Then she straightened her back and tucked her hair behind her ear and let the birthmark show fully for the first time. “My name is Charlotte Frost,” she said. “My brother is King Alexander, the present Lycan King.”