Wiress Hunger Games Novels & Stories

Hey everyone! it feels good dropping you straight into the danger again! Things are heating fast...Charlotte’s web is extending beyond borders, and poor Luca might be paying the price. 😭 Tell me in the comments: did you expect this twist at the docks?

"Was he referring to Sophia's uncle, Mr John? And what was so special about this necklace to worth twenty million dollars?" So, he dragged his senses throughout the auction room to check if his werewolf instinct was mistaken about the Mr Lambert being announced. Sadly, his werewolf instinct was proven wrong when he confirmed it was not just John's scent that he sniffed but Eric's as well. Then, he dropped his gaze to his wrist where the barcode of his lifeline was marked on. Nicholas knew that if his lifeline dropped to zero, he will certainly die. On the other hand, Nicholas could not help but ask himself if he will die as well when his lifeline remained in its digits after he pulled the bu

JESSICA “ You are his mate” I was shocked with the word that came out of her mouth. “ Mate! Can you break it down for me, because I don't understand what you mean by mate” I looked at her and I pulled her under the tree in the school so we can sit down and talk “ Jess before I start, pls promise me you won't be angry with me and you won't stop being friends with me.” I nod my head and she continues “ I am a werewolf and the mate of the beta in Ravenous pack”

Cherie's breathing was sharp, struggling to pick herself up after each push. Cherie made no effort to struggle. It was all part of his fantasy; Kitty was innocent and docile in Mr. West's mind. Cherie knew that his ideas of this woman were vague. Sometimes they were very misogynistic. It irritated her to be in character. If she were fucked for free, Cherie would have kicked him in the balls. Not now, she surrendered to the fantasy, letting her client take the lead.

She opened the door and I walked into a common area where about thirty women were sitting at tables or standing in small groups and the moment I walked in every single one of them turned to look at me. I kept walking toward cell C7 and did not make eye contact with anyone but I could hear the whispers starting. "That is her." "The one from TV." "Harrow." I reached the cell and two of my three cellmates were already there and one of them was Sandra who I had already met and the other was a woman I had not seen before. She was tall and had a shaved head and tattoos covering both arms and when she saw me her face went hard. "You are the rich murderer," she said.

James That day, the atmosphere at home felt more oppressive than usual. I had plenty on my mind after coming back from the office, but what I found in Renata's vanity drawer was something I never saw coming. With steady steps, I approached the drawer, not really thinking about what I might discover. Yet, when I opened it, I was stunned to find several photos of Giselle, Katniss's daughter, hidden inside. A place she had no business being.

He was shaking and all, he might pee himself because of agitation. The poor young man shook his head abruptly and took off in a hurry. “Well, what do we have here? Oh, great! Another chaos, really Rose?” We heard a feminine voice approaching us. I looked over to see a woman with short bob hair dressed stylishly with her black heels and maxi dress. “Aunt Vee,” Rosamund called her aunt with a smile. “You guys hungry? Let’s go have a drink!” Vienna said, grinning. I pressed my lip, “What about them?” I pointed at the dead bodies Rose just burnt.

Ceremonial shackles burned my skin as I waited in line.it was a pack tradition.every unmated female over eighteen years old stood in the Alpha’s circle tonight.our wrist were bound with ceremonial silver,waiting to be chosen.Or rejected. My name is jennie hunter.and In one second,my life would begin or end. “Next”pack elder Richard called.his voice was sharp,echoing through Darkthorn hill.more than five hundred wolves we’re watching.Ready to judge and laugh at our humiliation.

The previously aggressive Stalker Zombies had stopped moving entirely. They sat cross-legged on the street, their red eyes dimmed, their gaunt bodies appearing peaceful. They began to mutter strange sounds—not growls, but rather like nutritional analysis. Mmmph… Indomie… calories… protein… balanced… data… accurate… Signal… Wi-Fi… optimal… nutritional… information… "They… they've become secret agents for balanced nutrition?!" Lia exclaimed in disbelief. Riska offered a faint smile. "My AI modified the Wi-Fi signal. It injected nutritional data and a 'balanced nutrition' program directly into their brains."

I ask curiously. They all feed off my every word, like I've seen them do with Angel. Maybe it's because I wear his mark now? "Like I said before, this game will be different. You shut out your wolf completely, your only weapon is your fighting skill. You can hurt each other, but I want zero broken bones. How many of you have seen the hunger games?" I ask, a lot of hands raise, including mine.