Make no mistake, Ceres Rythe did not Volunteer for the 68th annual Hunger Games out of duty to Panem or loyalty to District 4; she did it because she had no choice. Driven by her competitive nature, she is determined her action will not be in vain. Finnick/OC, mild Seneca/OC

"What right do you have to determine what their lives are worth? What right do you have to label them, to kill them, to write them off as meaningless criminals, lost causes and basket cases? What right, Coriolanus? Tell me!" Part III of Dealing With Devils.

Here's a slightly different take on the events after "Mockingjay." A journalist from the Capitol's newspaper goes to District 12 to find out the real story - and come to terms with his own role in the Second Rebellion and his own lost love. Author's note: This story has become increasingly about the folks who fought the revolution and are building the post-war world.

"In the arena there are snakes and there are rats, sweetheart. Sadly, you are a rat."

They are supposed to be ennemies...But are they really ?

they may be victors now, but the game's far from over. and this time, they're playing for all of panem. victor!gadge au. sequel to and there's a hunger in me, a hunger in you

Just a small series of one-shots on Everlark. Not really set post or during the books, just something fluffy. This is my first time writing something so I wanted to start out with something small.

In the winters before their Games, the allies and tributes of the 1st, 36th, and 41st Games all had their own winters, families, and stories. Each had a part to play in their own district. These are their Winter stories, one district at a time.

The 150th Hunger Games have rolled around, and the Gamemakers have worked hard to outdo themselves. With a heart-wrenching twist and an unexpected surprise, who will win?

"Burn me all down to the ground," you said. "The fire is on the inside." A growing-back-together story from Peeta's perspective, in which he learns that Katniss is not the Mockingjay, a Mutt, or the Girl on Fire, and that he loves her anyway. Inspired by the beautiful 'You Were A House on Fire' by Listener. Cross-posted to A03!

"We hold these truths to be self evident that we believe all men and women, all boys and girls, in all the districts are endowed to certain inalienable rights. Freedom to live, freedom to die, and the pursuit of mortality. We give you your personal declaration of death." Signed, the 2nd Hunger Games {SYOT CLOSED}

There is always a moment of stillness before the storm. Before the world falls to pieces.

When his middle brother is Reaped along with the love of his life in the 74th annual Hunger Games, Peeta Mellark makes a promise. One year later he is still struggling to fulfill the last request his brother made before he was killed. It's simple really, all Peeta has to do is talk to a girl. The only problem is that girl is Katniss Everdeen, victor and cold blooded murderer.

"You don't know how much I care about you, because you were too damned busy feeling the same way." A series of loosely connected one-shots detailing the emotions surrounding Clove as she becomes the most unlikely savior of Panem. Clato, THG AU. Credits to Estoma for beta-ing.

Snow lands on top. But when the ground is hot, it won't be long before it melts away.

The shadow of a faded star gets trampled on by a man in black. He sends screams through the night but they're silenced by the lost. Hell's finally frozen over and Coriolanus Snow steps out of the dust with vengeance. The 52nd Games are hardly his priority, but perhaps they'll distract Panem from his approaching storms. It's about time the Districts served their penance...

The Capitol has fallen and President Coin is dead. Now is the time for Panem to decide what it wants to become.

Every year, the Tributes face challenges. This year, the Arena will be virtually uninhabitable, the Tributes confined to mere tunnels beneath its surface. How will they survive? Set in the same universe as my previous story, Paradise, one year later. Closed SYOT, but please still read my story!

First Time. She slips through in the middle of the night and nuzzles my neck when I am at my weakest. I am powerless to refuse her presence in the early morning hours. My body, betraying me as it craves to meld with hers in the dark for comfort. Holding her soothes every ache, especially in my heart. - Mature content! -

The woman was born in a world of velvety white. Her world was a finite thing. Four walls of padded fabric that was oh so soft under her fingertips, a cold hard floor and a ceiling too high to touch. It was silent in her world. (hayffie, effie centric, canon divergence)

After a horrific event, District 7 had created something deemed as 'the list'. It contained several names of children they knew would be reaped for the Games. Each year, two more names are crossed off, leaving the district more hopeless with every death. By the time the 69th Hunger Games rolls around, Halle Croft knows she is next...she's the only one left. - Eventual Finnick/OC

Some people create their own storms, and then cry when it rains. Some people find a quiet place to watch the storms from afar, while others still find solace in the sight of clouds rolling across a blue sky. SYOT OPEN!

Hunger Games, Canon Divergent. Romance, generally.

It had taken much longer than expected, but like how a Phoenix always arises from the ashes, the capitol and its rightful power over the districts had been born anew. With the fear fresh and the capitol citizens starved for justice, the games are beginning once more- and this time no mockingjay was going to be there to stop it. (SYOT CLOSED)

Chosen by justice, only a handful have escaped the prison walls. These are their names. These are the tales that demand to be told. These are the success stories. A 'The Cut Verse' companion story.