Let 'em drag you through hell They can't tell you to change who you are That's all I know so far Or When Carver Callisto fights like her life is on the line, while finding unlikely friends along the way. (Cuh-lihs-tow)- Most beautiful OC x Finnick Odair OC x Peeta Mellark (slight) *I do not own The Hunger Games. All rights go to Suzanne Collins. I only own Carver and the other OC's I decide to include*

"Now, if you want to even survive a millisecond in that arena, you need to pay attention," Haymitch Abernathy mutters. He jerks his chin toward a girl near the weapon racks. "Ivory Rose. District 4. Victor of the Sixty-Eighth Hunger Games." Katniss expects someone loud. Another Career. Another arrogant victor draped in Capitol beauty. Instead, Ivy Rose stands perfectly still. Dark green fabric wraps around her arms like vines, and there's something unsettling about the calm expression on her face. Not cold exactly. Controlled. "Capitol called her the Thorned Rose," Haymitch says. "Mostly because they needed something pretty to distract people from what she actually did in that arena." Peeta glances over. "Which was?" Haymitch lets out a dry laugh. "She poisoned half her competition before the bloodbath even ended." - (Finnick Odair x OC) Enemies to lovers

After her sister volunteers for her in the 64th Annual Hunger Games, twelve-year-old 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐞𝐧𝐚 𝐀𝐯𝐞𝐧 𝐐𝐮𝐢𝐧𝐧 is left with a lifetime of guilt and walls so high she loses herself behind them. Years later, when Finnick Odair walks into her bait and tackle shop, he slowly begins to tear those walls down, showing her that life has more to offer than Capitol-bred grief. But when President Snow discovers his most desirable Victor is in a public relationship back home, Caleena is faced with the brutal truth: in Panem, even love comes with a cost. 𝐓𝐖: Mentions of suicide, suicidal thoughts, and physical abuse.

Cora and Finnick have always shared the sea, their mornings, their silences-and now, a secret no one can know but their closest friends. By the time the Quarter Quell arrives, their bond has grown into something deeper, something they must hide from the Capitol itself. Thrown together in the arena, where every choice carries a deadly cost, they must rely on each other to survive. But survival is only part of the challenge-protecting what they've found in each other may be even harder. Because in a world built on fear, even love can be dangerous.

The ravens call, a mystic's sigh, Echoes through darkness, a haunting cry. A summons to secrets, a whispered fate, A ravens message, beyond moral state. Hunger games movies- oc story to mockingjay part2. Finnick x oc.

In which a girl is reaped into the 68th Hunger Games OR In which the daughter of a former tribute is reaped and becomes a legacy . . . The Hunger Games 68th Hunger Games- Mockingjay Fem Oc! X Finnick Odair Forbidden Love

"District 4," Haymitch says, swirling his drink. "That's the one you'll need to keep an eye on." "Finnick Odair, right?" Peeta asks. Haymitch nods. "Yep. Won his Games at fourteen. Youngest victor ever. Extremely humble." Katniss raises an eyebrow. "You're kidding." "Yes," Haymitch says flatly. "I'm kidding. He's a peacock. Total preener. But the Capitol eats it up. Charming, smart, lethal in the arena-especially in water. He knows how to play them." "Any weaknesses?" Katniss asks. Haymitch hesitates, then sighs. "One. Eliza." "Eliza Ricci?" Peeta frowns. "Snow's victor?" "That's the one. Strong. Arrogant. Beautiful in that terrifying way. The Capitol worships her-half want to be her, the other half want to belong to her. Lived in the President's mansion for years. Been his weapon, his shadow, his warning shot." Katniss glances at Peeta. "And she's close to Finnick?" "Has a kind of love for him," Haymitch says. "The only person I've ever seen make her laugh. She's dangerous on her own-put them together, and you've got a storm you don't want to be in the middle of." Katniss leans back, thoughtful. "So what's the good news?" "Eliza seems to like you," Haymitch says, glancing her way. "Or at least she respects you." "And the bad?" Peeta asks. Haymitch smirks grimly. "She might want you dead." ~Extended summary inside~ Trigger Warning: Contains blood, gore, and violence Achievements: #1 in peacekeepers #1 in Panem #1 in lucygraybaird #1 in covey #1 in thecovey #1 in finnickodair #1 in thehungergames #2 in lenoredove #2 in thg #2 in lucygray #2 in mockingjay #3 in finnickxoc #3 in songbird

"Octavia Voss. Better known as The Siren...Capitol's 'It Girl,' the 'Party Girl.' The people there would kill just for a chance to spend an evening with her." "So she's the Capitol's whore?" "Easy, Tavia's more than just a face for Capitol entertainment. She's smart. Lethal, even. She killed four people in the first ten minutes of her games. She is also one of the nicest people I know. She'll do anything for those she loves, so I would make sure she loves you." 𝙿𝚛𝚎 𝙷𝚞𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛 𝙶𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜 - 𝙼𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚓𝚊𝚢 𝚙𝚝.𝟸 𝙵𝚒𝚗𝚗𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝙾𝚍𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚡 𝙵𝚎𝚖 𝙾𝙲 𝙰𝙻𝙻 𝚁𝙸𝙶𝙷𝚃𝚂 𝚁𝙴𝚂𝙴𝚁𝚅𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝚂𝚄𝚉𝙰𝙽𝙽𝙴 𝙲𝙾𝙻𝙻𝙸𝙽𝚂 (𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚢 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚕𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚍) 𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 -- 𝚟𝚒𝚘𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎, 𝚍𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑, 𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚊𝚕𝚌𝚘𝚑𝚘𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎, 𝚙𝚑𝚢𝚜𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚕 𝚊𝚋𝚞𝚜𝚎, 𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚕 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚕𝚝𝚑 𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚞𝚎𝚜, 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚝 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝚜𝚖𝚞𝚝, 𝚐𝚘𝚛𝚎, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗 (𝙽𝚘𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕).

You reap what you sow. In the midst of chaos, Finnick looks at the girl, her midnight hair that haunted his fantasies. "In this game of survival, you're the most unpredictable wildcard I've ever met sugar" The girl smirked at him a twinkle lighting up her dark eyes like stars "Well, Odair, isn't unpredictability the key to survival?" Updates every Monday or Sunday

In District 1, children are trained for greatness-and Valora Nicholo was made to win. At fourteen, she enters the Hunger Games as a Career: disciplined, deadly, and certain that victory is the highest honor. She has been taught that strength is everything, that hesitation is weakness, and that the arena is where she belongs. But the Games are not as perfect as she was promised. As alliances fracture and the cost of survival becomes impossible to ignore, Valora begins to see the truth behind the Capitol's glittering lies. Because victory isn't freedom. It's something far more dangerous.