Capital [H.S]
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When the revolution ends it was decided that so would the games. With outrage among the districts, to avoid another revolution, two very important people in Panem's history decide to give the public what they want. A final game to end all of the horror endured my the districts, to give them peace. A game containing only capital children. "what hell are you doing?" I scream over the roar of the flames, watching the muscular frame attempt to catch fish from a nearby lake. Standing up from my patch of rotting grass, leaving the pile of leaves I collected under my purple backpack and I saunter over to him, re-asking my question. "Harry, what are you doing?". I stood a good distance away from him crouched in front the lake, holding a spear in his tensed hands. I noticed that the aqua blue nail polish that coated his fingers previously is now chipped and it slightly upsets me. While his loose curls blow in the humid wind he chuckles at the look of annoyance plastered on my face. To my amusement, he grips the spear before playfully pointing it at me then dramatically dropping it to the ground. I adore this side of him but it also makes me extremely uneasy as I am unsure of his motives, I make sure to not crack a smile keeping my face stern. The happy, light-hearted expression on his face quickly fades into one of darkness. I wish I could tell what he is thinking. I've never been good at reading people but Harry in particular is very difficult He steps closer making me slightly hesitant, although he is without a weapon, so am I, I know that he would easily overpower me if he were to try and kill me. His green eyes begin to wonder across my body before he exhales stopping at my lips. Then making his way uncomfortably close to me we are now sharing body heat, before I am able to step back he leans forward, his lips grazing my ear. "baby, if this is going to work I need you stay away from me"
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I lift my hand, holding my pistol to his chest, hovering over his heart. He stares at me, emotions spilling out of him. Emotions I can't decipher. He leans closer, the tip of the barrel pressing into his skin, just above his heart. "Do it," he whispers, inches from my face. I hold his gaze, while his hands snake under my shirt, grazing my skin. "I dare you," he lowers his voice, so gently, "Shoot me." My finger curls around the trigger, an inch from pulling it. I glare into his eyes, "You're a fucking monster," I whisper. He nods, "I know." "You kill without remorse," I spit. "I know." "I hate you," My finger screams at me to pull the trigger. "I know." "I'm disgusted by you." "I know," he inhales, letting his forehead rest against mine. His gaze falls to my lips, "If you want me dead, then kill me, pull the trigger." - It's no longer a question. My morals are gone, leaving nothing but a monstrous killing machine. Any hope for some sort of sympathy, some regard for life is nonexistent. I want death. I want to be the bringer of death, and the essence of slaughter. - Rhea Windsor, the newest ruler of Ovantasa after her parents- the former king and queen were assassinated. Her mind is in the pits of despair guided by vengeance, leaving nothing but a body of handcrafted slaughter and within that madness, she comes across a man made for killing. The ruthless killer known as Elijah Anton, who forces her to turn her back on her morals and grip on sanity. What happens when she realizes she wasn't as innocent as she thought and teeters on a heart of purity and blinding hate? When perfect becomes unattainable and her flaws take its place? - [π–π€π‘ππˆππ†] THIS BOOK CONTAINS EXTREME GRAPHIC CONTENT AND IS NOT MADE FOR A LIGHT READ - *COMPLETE & FULLY EDITED*

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