"And hey, no room for fair play in the Hunger Games." Katniss is dreaming in a tree...about Peeta. REVIEWREVIEWREVIEW. Please.

The story of Finnick Odair's life, starting at the 65th Hunger Games and working its way up to and through the Hunger Games trilogy. Now complete!

A short poem. Things often talk to you, whether silently, our aloud. Whether real words, or your thoughts, everything talks. T because it's Hunger Games

Cato and Clove in their final moments, with an alternate ending, with Cato as the 74th Hunger Games victor. One-shot.

Gale finds out the true meaning of immortality. Part Un of my Demolition Lovers arc.

What if Katniss had ben captured by the Capitol, and not Peeta? How would their reunion unfold? How can Peeta protect the one he loves, when the one he loves is hurting him? Peeta POV, One-shot.

"You know the Capitol has a special name for you." A story about a girl whose tragic fate leaves her to believe that she must always smile. And a boy whose only goal is to protect her, as he tries to understand the meaning of her smile

I was dead, and I was going home. Rue centric.

A very short story exploring the mutual bond between Johanna Mason and Haymitch Abernathy.

Dalton Rogers is new to the hunger games,but his sly ways are sure to win. He has a simple plan,that involves fake love. But could real love take place? Rated M for Violence and Sexual Content!

Inside the mind of Peeta Mellark the day everything began.

16 year old Oasis Parks has been far from normal ever since her mother died. She was left alone to care for her siblings, while her father went off to the Capitol and became a Gamemaker. Then suddenly, her world comes crashing down again.

After Glimmer dies, her brother is forced to reconsider his life as a Career and decide whether or not he can truly support the Games that brought about the death of his sister. T for domestic violence and language.

One century, 100 years, 24 tributes, and Twice the Thinking. Not your typical Hunger Games. Something strange is going on beneath the surface, and the tributes want to find out what. Remember, in these Games, you always need to Think Twice...

Madge was fine not knowing what happend to her. She had no desrie to regain her memory. And even though she had no idea what her real name was, She felt like Coral Liir. Untill Gale comes and clamies he once knew her. Mostly Gale's pov. After mockingja

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Yeah, I just wanted to get this out somewhere. I just started to write and this is what came out. It's placed after Mockingjay, only a few months or so. Not very long after at all. There is no story line at all yet and the title is subject to change.

What happens to Peeta after catching fire. How he fights to stay alive and sane, while being a captive in the capital.. Post Catching fire, Pre-Mockingjay. Will not completely follow MockingJay's story line. Starts off slightly dark.

"I, Marie Eyre, am getting married today. And I'm pregnant with another man's child." Marie Eyre's life in district eight is far from tranquil; a life of lies, deceit and hidden love never mind the hunger games. But some truths can never stay hidden...

It rained the day after you left, Katniss. Started off in a drizzle when I watched Gale head out towards the hills. / Written from Madge's perspective to Katniss.

Katniss and Peeta's daughter gets reaped into the Hunger Games. She wakes up in the tube, looking out in the arena. She has no memories, but decides to live on instinct. When a boy claiming to be her best friend finds her, she starts to wonder who she is.

Short one shot about a district 4 boy's experience in the first hunger games. The first day at least. First fic, hope you like it!

It takes more than a day to fix a broken nation and more than a lifetime to fix a broken people. Character drabbles.

He's dead. He's dead, and he's not coming back. My son was killed in the fifty third Hunger Games. And his killer lives in the Victor Village. His killer lives in the Victor Village only a few hundred yards from my house.

"Portia and I spent a lot of hours watching fires." It was easy to think everything was fine, before "the tributes" became real kids, sent to die. When did they start paying attention? Portia/Cinna, the eve of the 74th Hunger Games.