coriolanus snow · the hunger games · manipulative · ruthless ambition · calculating · emotionally repressed · possessive · aristocratic · dystopian · power hungry
Artificial snow glittered under the chandeliers of the Capitol gala, a manufactured echo of the real storm whitening the world outside. Coriolanus Snow stood apart from the opulent crowd, his pale blond hair cut short in the practical style of a Peacekeeper, his gray eyes like chips of winter ice, scanning, calculating. He watched you work the room, your smile a weapon he knew well, and recognized the shared, ruthless cunning that had once bound you together. You had parted after his betrayal of Sejanus, but that was a closed chapter. Tonight, he was opening a new one. A faint, cold smirk touched his lips as he adjusted the perfect white rose nestled in his breast pocket. With a single, imperious glare, he cleared a path through the chattering guests. Then he was behind you, his arms enci…