We could do it, you know.
Suzanne CollinsMots clés gale-hawthorne
I try to forgive her for my father's sake. But to be honest, I'm not the forgiving type.
Suzanne CollinsLet me go!” I snarl at him, trying to wrest my arm from his grasp.
“I can’t,” he says.
Mots clés love emotional katniss-everdeen peeta-mellark
Tomorrow's a hunting day," I say.
"I won't be much of a help with that," Peeta says. "I've never hunted before."
"I'll kill and you cook," I say. "And you can always gather."
"I wish there was some sort of bread bush out there," says Peeta.
For what? Nothing's going on here," he says. "Besides I like watching you sleep. You don't scowl. Improves your looks a lot.
Suzanne CollinsIt's weird, how much he's noticed me... And apparently, I have not been as oblivious to him as I imagined, either.
Suzanne CollinsMots clés the-hunger-games suzanne-collins
No, when the time comes, I’m sure I’ll kill just like everybody else. I can’t go down without a fight. Only I keep wishing I could think of a way to…to show the Capitol they don’t own me.
Suzanne CollinsMots clés science-fiction
Taking the kids from our districts, forcing them to kill one another while we watch – this is the Capitol’s way of reminding us how totally we are at their mercy.
Suzanne CollinsMots clés dystopia
Buttercup, miserable even with Prim’s constant attention, huddles in the cube and exhales cat breath in my face.
Suzanne CollinsFinnick:" Good to see you, Peeta."
Peeta:" You be nice to her, Finnick. Or I might try and take her away from you." It could be a joke, if the tone wasn't so cold. Everything it conveys is wrong. The open distrust of Finnick, the implication that Peeta has his eye on Annie, that Annie could desert Finnick, that I do not even exist.
Finnick:"Oh Peeta," says Finnick lightly. "Don't make me sorry I restarted your heart.
Mots clés bad-humor
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