"I won already! Why do I have to go back?" I shouted. Finnick stared at me "I'm sorry. I know you've lost so much to these games, but you can't let the Capitol know how you feel. You know what you mean to them." He paused "But just remember, you mean so much more to me. " He said, his sea-green eyes staring into mine. He grabbed my face "Don't let anyone else say they love you more I do" Before he smashed his lips onto mine. Probably discontinued, might be updated at some point, not too sure though.

❝Finnick and Taiya have kept up with their training more than any other tribute,.❞ Haymitch said shaking his head. ❝They'd both kill and die for each other. I'm serious Katniss, do not cross them. She's actually a very lovely young lady, friends with just about every victor there is, she'll be last on their kill list.❞ ˙· 𓆝.° ｡˚𓆛˚｡ °.𓆞 ·˙ In which Finnick and his childhood best friend, Taiya, find themselves thrust into the Hunger Games arena and discover the power of deceit, love and violence. IF YOU JUST WANT CATCHING FIRE ONWARDS, SKIP TO ACT 3 ˙· 𓆝.° ｡˚𓆛˚｡ °.𓆞 ·˙ ❝𝑀𝒶𝓎 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝑜𝒹𝒹𝓈 𝒷𝑒 𝑒𝓋𝑒𝓇 𝒾𝓃 𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒻𝒶𝓋𝑜𝓊𝓇.❞ ❪ 𝕋𝕙𝕖 ℍ𝕦𝕟𝕘𝕖𝕣 𝔾𝕒𝕞𝕖𝕤 ❫ ❪ ℙ𝕣𝕖 ℂ𝕒𝕥𝕔𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝔽𝕚𝕣𝕖 - 𝕄𝕠𝕔𝕜𝕚𝕟𝕘𝕛𝕒𝕪 ❫ ❪ 𝔽𝕖𝕞!𝕆ℂ 𝕩 𝔽𝕚𝕟𝕟𝕚𝕔𝕜 𝕆𝕕𝕒𝕚𝕣 ❫

She's a wild, free spirit who sees the good in everyone, and he's the hardened, bad-tempered loner who wants nothing to do with her-yet no matter how hard he tries to push her away, she's the one temptation he can't escape. *** He's never met someone with such a bubbly personality. Not to mention the wildness and odd phrases she says every five minutes. He hates it. He hates how he can't stay away from it. He hates what she does to him; it's not like him to chase after some girl. She gets under his skin like no other. She's never met someone with such a bad attitude. He's ill-mannered and menacing. The glare never seems to leave his face. Considering it all, she can't help but feel the attraction toward him. Dangerous attraction toward a seemingly dangerous man. Maybe it's the tattoos on his arm that gets her attention. Or maybe it's because she can tell there's hope for good under his rough exterior. And she's about to find it, whether he likes it or not. It's no secret that the two of them are complete and total opposites. *** "You like being called Sugar, don't you?" I tease, placing my toothbrush back after finishing. He does the same and gives me a side-eyed scowl. He grips my chin harshly and kisses me. My body temperature raises a good ten degrees and my right leg goes all wiggly. He pulls away. "You like it when I kiss you, don't you?" He teases the same way I did to him and I'm left blubbering. "I think both of our questions are rhetorical," I lower my voice up at him. His lip curls up into a smirk. *** #1 in Young Adult #9 in Badboy #1 in Cold #3 in Goodgirl #1 in Sweetheart #14 in Love *** *Warning* This story contains mature themes (language, scenes)