What Character Am I Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Jana sat with her facial expression stern and unfriendly. One glance in her direction will scare people away. Although inside she's screaming like a crazy fan girl. Hailey Greystone is a warrior princess! Moves like one and does look like it. The female protagonist presented herself tall and gorgeous in all leather glory. Jana now had a full description of her in person. She's a fierce woman who loves bright colors with unnerving passion.

Almost a minute later, he sent, “Okay. I’ll let you wait till you get back to explain that. What’s her name?” He never gave up. “Roo Roberts.” “Roo? Like that rat on Winnie the Pooh?” “I think that’s a kangaroo.” “Did you kiss three fingers and hold them up in the air in tribute?” Cutter couldn’t help but chuckle at that one. “Stop with the movie references. I am not Katniss.” “It’s what I do, man. Okay. I’ll see if I can find her. What does she look like?”

Baxter jolts, yells and curses, clamps a hand to his arm and bolts out, abandoning Hickman and Stannis. Chest heaving, eyes wild, her jagged half-bottle still clutched in one hand, Charlotte could be some Viking warrior queen on the eve of battle. Cara still clamped close, she offers me her hand and I haul my green-eyed war goddess to her feet, then James after her. Klempner jerks a nod to Charlotte, slants a half-smile. "Nicely done. Now, can you walk?" The fight flows out of her. "I'll... I'll try."

“Sure?” “Yes. Do it now. I'll give you my permission!” Diana breathed in real quick. She would do everything to let the pain out of her fucking head. It was certainly making her feel like she was about to eat kimchi; not that she hated the taste, but the smell was worse than that of a durian. But who cares? All she ever wanted was for the pain to go away. Durian would do, but kimchi? No No! But she loved Lee Min-ho and the awesome Goblin, what's his name again? Gong Yoo? Yeah, that was him.

She beamed with a smile, spinning along the hallway when her stomach made a growl. She contemplated either turning back to the kitchen to stuff her mouth with food or continuing her journey of exploring the mansion. Even though her life has been filled with nothing but misery, she still decided to create happiness in her sadness. She turned back to the kitchen, opened the fridge's door, and stuffed her mouth with the snacks preserved there. It was much so no one would notice that she picked something for herself.

Hawaii, Yolanda, Ahana, and I were seated behind them watching as the contestants stepped into the portal. "Alpha," I called out to King Mobali as he turned to me with an icy gaze. I wasn't going to let him know I was frightened by him. "Are the supremes going to be okay?" I was little but I wasn't dumb, I understood the rules of the Hunger Games and the sacrifice it was going to take. "They'll be fine, Venus." My heart skipped a beat as he mentioned my name, he had continued watching but I kept starting at the back of his head. The way he called my name in such a fatherly manner made my heart feel warm.

Our family is broken on the inside but no one knows that and we can't afford to let the public see how twisted we all are lest we lose everything. My smile falters as soon as my eyes lock with hers. There she is, standing quietly behind my brother looking like she doesn't belong to this world and is oblivious to the hungry stares that are directed at her. Her lips move upwards in a smile as she walks forward slowly with her right hand stretched towards me for a kiss. "It's good to see you Henley," She said, her whiskey brown eyes focused on mine. I lower my lips slowly to her knuckles. Her skin is so smooth and the scent of her perfumed wrist goes to my head like cocaine.

“I know, but…if I don’t know what level you’re starting out at, I wouldn't know what you need…” “Oh, so that’s how it works…? I guess it’s okay, then…” she looks very timid and nervous. Her shoulders were all scrunched up, her mouth was pulled tight, and her eyebrows were furrowed intensely. Strangely enough, it was a good look for her. On the character selection page, Charlotte chooses Anthony’s standby, Nathen, and Zoe chooses a dashing swordman, Raiden, the showiest option available. “Oh, hold on.” I tell her.

When an opportunity presented itself, I knew she would be ready to help me get out of here. Just as another round of abuse was starting, there was a loud growl that came from the hallway. As I looked up through my good eye, my other one swollen shut, I could see a large rogue coming to stand in front of me. He was clearly the Alpha Rogue by the way he carried himself. He was still a rogue and had a smell about him that made me physically nauseous. He had a scar across his right cheek, and his eyes were a cold black.

"Are you with them?" "No," I said, dropping to my knees beside him even as Kieran and Dorian moved to meet the hunters head on, my hands hovering over his broken arm without quite touching it yet. "My name is Rhen. I am like you. I promise you, I am exactly like you."