Do you love the Hunger Games, cats, fighting and Warriors? Well, you've come to the best place possible! Join six ThunderClan cats on a mission to win the Hunger Games. Please read this epic combination of Warrior Cats by Erin Hunter, and the Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins. (Note: I do not own Warrior Cats or The Hunger Games, this is just a fanfic.) [ COMPLETED ] ~ story created 07 / 09 / 2015 Thanks for reading!

For the Crossmare anniversary uwu This is a hunger games Undertale crossover because I'm starting to run out of original ideas. --- "I-I dreamed it was m-me... M-My name was p-pulled out." "I know, I know..." He whispered, pressing the smaller's face into his chest. "But it's not real. Your name will only be in there once, they're not going to pick you." "B-But if th-they d--" "They won't Chara, they won't." He closed his eyes, gently rocking his brother in his arms. He could remember having horrible nightmares the day before the Reaping. It happened to everyone. Fear could do just about anything to someone."It won't be you, I promise." "You can't promise s-something like that..." He mumbled weakly. "Watch me." He smiled softly, pressing a kiss against Chara's forehead. The smaller tried to return the smile, but couldn't. "A-And what if you're the one picked?" Cross shook his head softly, rubbing his back. "I wont be Chara, I won't be." "Promise?" He whispered, looking up at him with watering eyes. He nodded, gently wiping the tears away with his thumbs. "I promise it won't be either of us, okay?" "You never break a promise..." "Exactly." --- uwu Cover Credit: Pea_Neko on Pintrest

After the monsters win the monster/human war, most humans are whipped out, monsters taking over. Now, in the year 2113, Frisk and Chara are two of the few humans left in BlightView: one of the monster capital of the world, ruled over by King W.D Gaster, with his adoptive son, Dream, by his side. But like anything, the Castle holds many dark secrets of its own... And of course, nothing is as it seems in the city as well, as it is that most people who don't live in or near the city centre have it extremely rough, all being treated roughly and unfairly, living in poor conditions. A rebellion is soon formed in the "slums", the outskirts of BlightView, run by Error, along with other misfits, like small, rundown Sans, who lives with a grieving Asgore outside of the city, and an enraged Cross, who wishes for nothing more than revenge, and young Killer, a boy who grew up in the slums without parents and a strange medical condition. The rebellion is the city's last hope. (Rated M for mature topics, swearing, and graphic/disturbing scenes)

They first came as individuals, people caught up in the Nuclear blast of Craitown. But people soon realised that the infected numbers were increasing. Cities were swarmed by mobs of what the few remaining survivors dubbed as 'Zombies'. The virus messed with their brains, driving them insane with a crazy instinct to kill. Survivors fled, taking refuge in defended shelters, sticking in groups. But nothing can keep the infected back. No defences. No weapons. No running. With numbers steadily rising and the living population dying out, the world is still no closer to finding a cure. And now people are starting to wonder, is this really the end of the world? DISCLAMER: This book contains horribly OOC characters and I as the author thoroughly dislike this book so don't have high hopes Cover credit: Avri_02 on Tumblr

Masks. Cross knew all about masks. He's been wearing several for as long as he can remember. He won't let his mask slip. Not now. Not ever. One of his classmates -the most feared in the school- thinks otherwise. Ships: crossmare, errorink, kreme, horrordust, xchetty, kustard, frappuccino (Epic x Ccino). This is a collab with my lovely friend, @Heh_HeyaKid