What Hunger Games Did Finnick Win Novels & Stories

“How?” “You wouldn’t have given up so easily.” Maddox rose from the ground. “When another person comes for your mate, all you want to do is kill him or die trying. I was willing to die today just for the honor of touching Camille’s hand again. Were you willing to die?” Finn thought about it for several seconds and then shook his head. “No.” “Then it’s settled.” Maddox turned to Camille, took her hand, and guided them back into his cabin.

Without stepping out fully, I stood at the door and saw my mother with Fiona at the center of the arena, cupping her face before the people. The sight of this gave me my answer immediately. Fiona… She won the hunt! The game is finally over and Fiona emerged out of the battle as the winner of the Luna hunt. This means she’s going to be my wife. But… but I don’t want that. I don’t want her as my Queen! If a different damsel had won the hunt, I would have found a way to manage them, but Fiona… She’s mother’s favorite and it irritates me.

I had already gone through the hardest part. Standing there with the phone in my hand, watching Bastien and Finn take first place again, I understood one thing clearly. I was only here for the moment. This place was no longer mine. When the game section finally ended, Finn had two trophies in his hands and looked pleased with himself beyond words. He ran over to me first. “Mom, take a picture.” I took the phone and photographed him with both trophies. He changed his pose three times and asked, “Did it come out well?”

[Carys] (Past) Kian got the first prize, Levi got the second, and Joshua won the third prize by the end of the hunting games. I miraculously made it into the top ten. I couldn’t get enough flags, but maybe helping Christian had secured me more points. I couldn’t get Christian’s and Levi’s face out of my mind when they saw Kian wipe off Christian’s blood from my cleavage. It was clear both of them now suspected us. Of course, they did.

"Why? Think a hunter can't keep up?" "What happens when the hunter becomes the hunted? Hmm?" I said as the "FINISH HIM" screen popped up, indicating I had won. One over gory kill later, and I had won myself a free dinner and bragging rights, within both my home and her pack. "You will never be the hunter so long as I'm around, Jacob."

Blood trickled from the small wounds on his face and neck as the barbs dug into his skin as though to rip his flesh off. “I…I admit defeat!” Patrick finally yelled, throwing against the whip tightening around his neck. The moment his voice landed, Finn loosened his hold, and the whip snapped back into his hand. With that, Patrick completely collapsed, clutching his bloodied neck while coughing incessantly. “I told you….watch your back,” Finn said, his voice dropping low to a hiss, but the grin on his face remained. “The winner for this match is…Finn!” Gideon's voice carried authority as he announced, though I caught the faint glimmer of surprise in his eyes.

… The moment Sienna appeared on the sports field, Hunter and the others started screaming and calling out to her. “Boss! Boss!” “…” Did they have to be so enthusiastic? It was as if they had not seen each other in eight hundred years. Sienna glanced at the few people with a slight smile and asked, “How is the distribution going? What are the results?” “I won!” “I won, too!” Hunter and Monki were the first to stand up, followed by Chase and Rowan. The four of them were the final winners after several rounds of fighting, so they had the priority to choose among the weapons they brought back last night.

It couldn't be. "Did you find it? Is it a 100?" Levi taunted me, taking his damned time. He turned the card around, letting me have a look. I gasped. "Oh, my...we—we just won, Levi!" He shook his head, pointing at his naked chest. "Not we, Athena. I won this hunt." "Honestly, Levi. I do not care about the prize money. You can have it." "I don't believe you." "Okay, you can ask Patricia—"

he said. * * * Giovani wiped his nose on the back of his hand and pulled himself to his feet. Cadence was crumpled on top of the bed nearby, her head bleeding, her eyes closed, and Gibbon was standing in the doorway of the cage. He didn’t know if he should run in fear or barter with his monster. He may have never seen The Hunger Games, but he had read Frankenstein. Giovani slunk back into the corner of the room, his gun in his hand, and waited to see what Gibbon would do.

MAEVE'S POV Their screams filled the space as I watched them limp to the finish line. I watched Darius gain on Vex, who had been aggressively pulling his weight, but then he got to the place where he had to stop and calculate the timing of the geysers and almost lost his balance to fall over into the spikes. Darius moved past him, and so did Caden and Maverick, showing they had already studied the timing. At the end, the best times were Darius, Caden, and Vex, and Maverick.