[f. odair x female o.c.] ✯¸.•'*¨'*•✿ 𝗲𝘃𝗲 𝗳𝗹𝗮𝗻𝗮𝗴𝗮𝗻, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗳𝘂𝗹 𝗴𝗿𝗮𝗻𝗱𝗱𝗮𝘂𝗴𝗵𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝗳 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗲𝗹𝗱𝗲𝘀𝘁 𝗱𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗿𝗶𝗰𝘁 𝗳𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝘃𝗶𝗰𝘁𝗼𝗿. 𝘂𝗻𝗰𝗼𝗻𝗱𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗼𝗻𝗮𝗹𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗿𝗮𝗶𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗲𝗮𝗰𝗵 𝗱𝗮𝘆 𝗳𝗼𝗿 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱𝗲𝗱 𝗵𝘂𝗻𝗴𝗲𝗿 𝗴𝗮𝗺𝗲𝘀. 𝗵𝗼𝘄𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿, 𝗲𝘃𝗲 𝗱𝗼𝗲𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘁 𝗱𝗿𝗲𝗮𝗱 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝗵𝗲𝗿𝘀𝗲𝗹𝗳. 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗮 𝘀𝘂𝗶𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲. 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗰𝗵𝗮𝗻𝗰𝗲 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝗵𝗮𝘀 𝗮𝘁 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗵𝗲𝗿 𝗼𝘄𝗻 𝗳𝗮𝘁𝗲. 𝗼𝗿 𝘀𝗼 𝘀𝗵𝗲 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸𝘀. - contains mature themes & language set within the sixty ninth hunger games continuation of this f/fic will come soon

Finnick odair fanfic Pre hunger games -65th hunger games-67th hunger games Book 1 of 3 or 3 books in 1

"District Eight. Novalie Tream. Youngest female victor ever, and won the shortest games ever in 40 hours." "Is she dangerous?" "No, she's a sweetheart." *** "I'm not actually- My name isn't Novalie." *** In which a girl whose birth was never registered, an illegitimate child, is thrust into the 72nd Hunger Games, emerging as the youngest female victor to ever win.

''I had a dream-it was you, me, and the sea'' Finnick Odair x fem!oc Pre thg - Mockingjay P2

Sequel to CLIFF JUMPING

Finnick odair and his best friend y/n were reaped in back to back games. finnick came out a victor but what of y/n. did she manage to outsmart the other tributes in her games? I don't own any characters from Suzanne Collins' novels. death warning ⚠️ #1 Finnickxreader 11/29/22 #1 thgfanfiction 12/27/22

My aunt Nerissa survived her Games at the age of 17, becoming the Victor of the 35th Hunger Games. At the age of 33, she took on full responsibility for me - a new born babe - after a freak accident resulted in the death of her younger sister and husband, my mother and father. At the age of 47, she mentored and secured the safety of the youngest ever Victor - Finnick Odair. At the age of 49, she said no. For the second time in her life resulting in my reaping.

To Jenesis Hammaz, surviving the 69th Annual Hunger Games was just the beginning to her horror. Coming home to her sister prior to the games was the only good thing to come out of the nightmare that she lived through in the arena. Jenesis swallows the anger that she feels in her chest, and attempts to put aside the love that she knows is brewing within her. She'll do whatever for those she has left in her life, even if it means sacrificing her own happiness. But when it's announced that a game with no play field is commencing, and fire begins to catch in Panem, everything begins to unravel. Love begins to bloom, and the years of quenched anger finally becomes the language amongst the unheard. 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘, 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 : -Another Catching Fire Fanfiction. Book 2 out of 3 ~~~~~•~~~~~~•~~~~~~~•~~~~~~~•~~~~~~~~•~~~~~• *Warnings ; Mentions of death, gore, suicide, prostitution, sexual assault, domestic violence, glamorizing body dysfunctions, murder, eating disorders, cursing, alcoholism, Catching Fire | | Finnick Odair FanFiction Long chapters!

Like all children in his world, 14-year-old Finnick Odair had the chance of being chosen for the Hunger Games. In a pool stock full of names, he was just as vulnerable as anyone from the ages of 12-18. And in District Four, which often tends to produce Career tributes, its residents could only hope that this year's pair would fall under that description. On Reaping day, a 14-year-old boy's name is called. A name often whispered down the hallways of the local high school, giggled at, fawned over. It was impossible. Him, of all people? It couldn't be, could it? Yet it was. At age 14, Finnick Odair was called forth to be a tribute in the 65th annual Hunger Games. Many residents stood there in doubt, wondering how a boy so young could possibly bring home the victor's crown. There had never been a victor so young, after all. However, there is a first time for everything. __________________________ Excerpt: ❝25, 24, 23...❞ I can do this. I have the skills, the desire...I can win. It's possible. I know it's possible. The odds may be against me, against all of us, but one of us has to win. ❝15, 14, 13...❞ To everyone in District Four who is watching; to my mom, dad, and Annie Cresta, I'm making a promise to you. ❝7, 6, 5, 4...❞ Whatever happens here, I will fight like hell to come back home, ❝3, 2, 1...❞ I promise you. [[Word count: 111,000-112,000 ]]

❝Welcome to hell! Tell me, how does it feel to be Snow's new puppets?❞ ➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳ A Victor's child is probably the most prestigious title anyone could have in the Capitol's opinion. Maybe even for the Districts. But the reality wasn't as great as they made it look. Dove Ogilvy, the youngest out of the three adoptive children of Librae Ogilvy, came to realise this at a very young age. The Hunger Games, the tributes, the deaths, even the Victors were all part of a massive show for the Capitol. No one could escape it. And for Victor's children, the reaping was just a formality. None had achieved to escape fate. Everyone knew they would get reaped eventually. And in District Four's case, they were thrilled for that to happen to the Ogilvy family. Dove was determined to volunteer. Angelique Ogilvy, her older sister, had all the odds to be reaped for the 66th Hunger Games. But she wouldn't let that happen. Volunteering at the age of thirteen wouldn't be smart, but she couldn't let her sister die for someone's corrupted show. However, President Coriolanus Snow had other plans for her. She didn't know, but her games started way before the voice of Claudius Templesmith declared the countdown. Let hell begin, and may the odds be ever in your favour. ➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳➳ (Pre-Hunger Games-Mockingjay) I do not own the Hunger Games or any of the characters, except the Ogilvy kids and some side characters. DISCLAIMER ➳➳➳ This was my first fanfic, so the writing isn't exactly top-notch. A rewrite is already in motion and being slowly published separately from the original.