#hung

This is the closest we will ever come to love. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#hunger-games #katniss #suzanne-collins #love

My love, you are playing with a fire that you do not fully understand.” His voice was deep and controlled. “There are times I may not be able to control myself. I am injured, and I need to feed – this would be one of those times.” ~Cole ↗

— Tina Carreiro

#desire #hunger #paranormal-romance #romance #vampire

Anastasia, you're going to have to learn to be rich, too, if you say yes.' He says softly. 'Wealth isn't something I've ever aspired to, Christian.' I frown. 'I know. I love that about you. But then you've never been hungry.' He says simply. ↗

— E.L. James

#fifty-shades-darker #hunger #rich #wealth #love

They courted the face on the screen, the face of translucence, the face of wax on which men found it possible to imprint the image of their fantasy. ↗

— Anaïs Nin

#ladders-to-fire #this-hunger #woman #men

We're gonna kill you. Just like we did your pathetic little ally... what was her name? Rue? Well first Rue, then, you, and I think we'll just let nature take care of Lover Boy. How's that sound? ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#favorite-hunger-games-quote #nature

For there to be betrayal, there would have to have been trust first. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss #peeta #relationships #the-hunger-games #trust

Happy Hunger Games! And may the odds be ever in your favor. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#happy

But Mockingjays were never a weapon," said Madge. "They’re just songbirds. Right? "Yeah, I guess so,” I said, But it’s not true. A mockingbird is just a songbird. A mockingjay is a creature the capitol never intended to exist. They hadn’t counted on the highly controlled jabberjay having the brains to adapt to the wiled, to thrive in a new form. They hadn’t anticipated its will to live. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#brain

I raise my left arm and twist my neck down to rip off the pill on my sleeve. Instead my teeth sink into flesh. I yank my head back in confusion to find myself looking into Peeta’s eyes, only now they hold my gaze. Blood runs from the teeth marks on the hand he clamped over my nightlock. “Let me go!” I snarl at him, trying to wrest my arm from his grasp. “I can’t,” he says. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#katniss #mockingjay #peeta #suzanne-collins #running

All those months of taking it for granted that Peeta thought I was wonderful are over. Finally, he can see me for who I really am. Violent. Distrustful. Manipulative. Deadly. And I hate him for it. ↗

— Suzanne Collins

#mockingjay #peeta #the-hunger-games #wonder