Let's just say Katniss never volunteered for Prim, and Prim made it out alive. She's faced with more challenges, of course. The Third Quarter Quell is now here and Prim is thrown back in the games along with an unexpected volunteer. This is Prim's story, Catching Fire: Prim. This is a fan-fiction based on the novel "...
It's been decades since the second rebellion. The Games continue, the Capitol has a new president. Ever since I can remember, my father convinced me to train for the Hunger Games. The time has finally come. This year is going to be my year. I'm ready. I can do it, I can go into the Hunger Games and take it all. The...
Primrose Everdeen, sister of the mockingjay, died. Or everyone thought she did. Even her sister thought she did. The only person that knew she didn't was president Coin, and that is because Coin was the one that wanted her dead. When she wasn't, Coin took her and hid her a place no one could find her. That was w...
❝ What if the revolution never happened? ❞ Victors come from many places, but District Twelve just isn't one of them. Posy Hawthorne knows that first hand. After losing her best, and only, friend to the 83rd Hunger Games, she's turned bitter. When she herself is Reaped, she knows she's going to die, and isn't going to...
Crystal Erwin is known as the Daughter of the Games; the child born in the arena. She's been told her entire life that her real father is dead. However, when her friend pulls out an old Hunger Games tape, Crystal realizes that her mom has been lying to her. It becomes her mission to find her real father. But what she...
A revision to the story "an unbelievable future" I like this version more. But I guess my very few readers will let me know if I still have any after my long hiatus
After years of escalating political turmoil in the states the country finally split but not in the way one would expect. After years of right after right being taken away from the middle and lower class the president along with his equally uninventive and vindictive advisors split the country into 12 fenced in distric...
I was fifteen when my name was chosen at the reaping. Fifteen when I was forced to fight to the death in the Hunger Games. Only fifteen when I had to fight for everything I had ever known in the world. I was the intelligent tribute, the one who fought with strategy and intellect, a silent power I had always had e...