Youngest Hunger Games Winner Novels & Stories

she considered it unwarrior-like. "Can I steal the lady for some minutes?" Sophia said to the dark young man who was trying to woo Adina. who obviously couldn't read the expression on Adina's face, she was not interested. "You came," Adina said seconds after the young man focused his attention on the redhead who stood behind Adina. "I had to. I couldn't bare to live you hanging, also yulu told me what the hunger game is all about. They would be biting and clawing but not at us." She chuckled.

Blade and Brynne were there too, watching me. Tanya stood on the other side, clean and smiling. Her coat was perfect. She looked like she had never suffered. The elder raised his hands. His voice echoed through the hall. “The first trial is over. After careful review of the monitors and the ancient rules, Tanya Knox has reached the sacred grove first. She has shown the ability to survive with less direct risk. Therefore, Tanya Knox wins the first trial of the Luna Games.” The words landed like stones. Tanya’s smile grew wider. She looked at me with triumph in her eyes.

I tried my best to stand still but my body collapsed and I felt my world spinning already. The crowd cheered even more when I fell on the ground. “And the winner of the annual Luna Games is none other than Margaux!” “Wooh!” “Margaux! Margaux! Margaux!” “Second to her is the surprising Calla!” I felt a hand helping my stand. There were still cheers from the crowd, but it was not as loud as Margaux’s. I composed myself and tried my best to look fine even though I could feel all my wounds aching. It’s fine, Calla. Your wounds will heal immediately anyway.

The promulgator coughed to clear his throat before continuing. “I will introduce the young men in order of competition results starting with the winner. The winner is Alasdair of the Munro Clan. Alasdair, come here at the front, and so will all the others whose names I shall say." The young man stepped forward with a huge smile and greeted the crowd on the terraces, who gave him a standing ovation. "The next young man is Trevor of the Gordon Clan," continued the promulgator when the applause died down.

Lyra The chamberlain led us out of the chamber in single file. The stone in the corridor was cool under my feet, and my dress still clung damply to my back. He stopped at the foot of a wide staircase and counted us with a slow finger. Eleven. Less than half of what had walked into the chamber that morning. The others had not walked out. "You are the surviving tributes," the chamberlain said. "You have advanced to the second round." The sapphire girl pushed forward as if the chamberlain had been waiting for her.

I make one hard blow stronger than any I had made so far, and that’s all he needs to be knocked out. After knowing he is out cold, I stand up and leave him on the ground for his three packmembers to deal with. Liam looks at Alpha Chase and then sends me a proud smile. “Aiden Stone is the winner of this challenge.” He says, and even Chase's packmembers agree. The second it is over, Zara comes running into my arms, making me winch in pain as she hits my ribs. “Oh God, I am sorry.” She whispers, and I chuckle.

I purred. Her eyes lit up, "Caden you know just what makes me happy. I'll be quick," she says making her way toward the pack house and I couldn't help but smile. As I made my way out of the crowd to a quieter section near the edge of the ceremony grounds, my eyes caught what was unbelievable. I saw Tyrion, Alpha Bastian's son, on his knees behind a cluster of bushes. His head was bobbing rhythmically as he eagerly worked his mouth over the hard length of a boy from what looked like Firstfell pack.

"Duh." "The ladies for Lust are done with their challenge! I think it is pretty clear who the winner is! Congratulations, Gabrielle!" Yroul shouted, her voice shocked. The crowd broke out in cheers. My eyes found Dagon. She looked at me with a nod. The underdog won this time.

Sir Hugo holds Ornak’s arm up high, ‘Ornak wins the round,’ he declares. We all cheer and applaud. Ornak helps Grim off the ground, and they beat their fists against their chest again as a sign of respect for each other. It was incredibly endearing to watch and know Grim wasn’t upset but proud of Ornak. Over thirty orcs compete. Ornak ended up making it to the top five, then lost. He didn’t seem to mind, though. He seemed quite pleased with himself. Zorlag, an eleven-year-old orc, won the final round. The orcs run back into the arena and lift Zorlag and cheer. My mother stands and applauds with the biggest grin on her face.

Vee asked walking in with three guys, "here are your books guys.. take them straight to the venue and you'll get people ready for you that side." "Yes ma'am.." "Olwethu, go to your office and call Lulama remind her she has to be there at 10 so that we can walk through what's going to happen again okay with her.. I'll go double check the refreshments." Lulama, she was 20 years old and was the winner to the competition. A snob.. a fucken snob I asked myself why didn't I check their backgrounds before picking the winner. But it was already done and to be honest her book was amazing.