What if Katniss never volunteered for Prim? What would her story be like? Most likely, she would have been killed by one of the career tributes. But what if the odds really are in her favor? Read Prim's story, as she is picked for the 74th annual Hunger Games to fight to the death. This is a fan-fiction story based on the novel "The Hunger Games" by Suzanne Collins. *Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to the characters, ideas, plot, dialogue, and whatsoever. All rights go to Suzanne Collins, the author of the original book, The Hunger Games. This is just a fan-fiction novel based off the novel. Please take note that if you haven't read the books (or watched the movies), this might be a bit hard to understand.* first draft ©2014 illiterate-writer revision ©2018 illiterate-writer cover ©2015 Thethreesisters

They couldn't be more different. Ridley is a knight in shining white armor, so perfect in every way that it makes people hardly able to stand him. Prince Vandel on the other hand (aka the evil demon prince of darkness) is the sworn enemy of the kingdom, obsessed with gaining power and wearing beautiful clothes. The two young men are right out of a fairytale, practically made to be archenemies...but what if they ended up falling in love instead?

"What are you doing here?!?" Ash whirled, his eyes wide and so perfectly HIM that Will nearly fell over. "I'm sorry," Ash stammered. "Is this--this is cabin 398, right? This is where I'm staying, I think, unless the paper got it wrong--?" Will stared at him, and only one thought ran through his mind. "This is going to be a long summer." After Ash lost his memory, Will was desperate to get out of the town that held too many raw, painful memories. He was going off to a two-month long summer camp, and was glad to go, even if it meant leaving Ash behind. But when Ash and someone he never thought he'd see again show up at the camp, he is faced with an impossible choice, and he's not sure if he can make it without breaking someone's heart.

Will and Ash are best friends, except they aren't exactly "friends." Will is a typical angsty teenager who hates anything that moves. Ash is a bubbly, nerdy boy whose favorite color is the rainbow and his favorite animal is a puppy. They're the most unlikely match, but Will is strangely protective of the other, smaller boy. Then secrets unearth that Will never saw coming, and he has no idea what to make of his best friend who somehow keeps smiling.

ATTENTION: This is the SECOND book of my Vampire's Pet series and cannot be read as a stand alone book. ~~~ I thought that my life had ended the day I got purchased by a blood thirsty monster. I thought that the rest of my life was going to be nothing but constant fear and suffering. But I couldn't have been more wrong. What I found was something much different. Something that I didn't even know I was looking for let alone wanted. What I found was a new beginning. A new beginning with the one I cared most for. ~~~ Cover by: @aculeasis

The world had gone to hell long ago, taken over by the vampire race. In order to keep some sort of peace in our land, the Vampire Lords made a consecutive agreement. The rich and powerful humans could survive just as they had been, untouched by the vampires save for the occasional blood collections, or so they thought In reality, we were all under their control. Castles spread out throughout our land, one landing in each city. Each castle varied in the number of vampires residing there, but all of them carried a Lord. The Lords were the ones in charge in every city, whether we liked it or not. The vampires often roam through the city, making sure that everyone was in order and no one stepped out of line. If you stepped out of line, you died, end of story. Even if the rich were still under their control, their lives were still better than the poor. The poorest lives held a much worse fate. The men were to be put to work as slaves, whether that meant serving a specific vampire, or just building their castles, they were slaves. The women were to be pets. Pets were the lowest rank you could have. They were forced into cages that were too small to stand in with collars around their necks. They spent their lives in pet shops, just waiting for the dreadful day that they'll be bought. They were treated like animals, trained into what their master wanted, and punished if they misbehaved. Those who were lucky enough to live through that, we're to be slaughtered for their blood at age twenty-five in an act to make sure that our population would stay steady. I was born into this world. Born into this world full of blood-sucking monsters. Except, I was one of the lucky ones. Was. It all ended for me when I was 12, when I was taken away from the last bit of hope and family that I had left. Ever since then, I've lived in a cage, just rotting away, waiting, dreading for the day that some monster would make me his. This is my life. I am a pet. ~~~ Cover by: @mshacake

I was sitting on my bed, absentmindedly twisting my ring around my finger and staring at the numbers on the inside of my wrist. 3 days 14 hours 27 minutes and 48 seconds. Just over 3 days until I meet whoever it is. 3 days until I meet my soulmate. Oh. My. Gods. The numbers on my wrist are going down much to slowly. 3 days 14 hours 27 minutes and 48 second. Over 3 days until I meet them. My soulmate, whoever it may be. I have never been so genuinely exited in my whole life.