A fanfiction of the 100th annual Hunger Games. Verra, Cato, Meg and Nave must survive the arena with 44 other tributes.

One infection causes the society to crumble like a cookie. No military, no economy, no leaders, nothing. No one is coming to save you, no one is there to help. Everyday is a struggle for Mariah Beckon, her adopted brother and sister not making it any easier. When the trio cross paths with a group from Atlanta, she meets the people who she belongs with, her family. As the group of people fight to survive, Mariah falls head over heels for one man in particular. No matter how hard she tries she just can't seem to forget that redneck. This is a story of many things: love, betrayal, hatred, death, but the most important of all, surviving. I do not own any of AMC's The Walking Dead characters, however everyone else mine, do not copy ANYTHING please. @Copyright 2013.

Charlie Asher has stayed true to her small town roots, despite her new big city life. All that changes though with the onset of the "epidemic"...aka the zombie apocalypse. She's forced to deal with loss, loneliness, and the grueling challenge for survival every single day. She doesn't have much left to remember her old life besides an old, dinged up i-pod that doesn't even work, and of course her memories. Until one day, she comes face to face with an important piece of her past. Her long lost childhood friend, Daryl Dixon. After a decade of zero contact, preceded by a bitter fallout, how will these two handle their unexpected reunion?

❝When it was quiet, I didn't have to worry about a monster trying to make me its lunch. I did, however, have to worry about my wandering thoughts, and I'd have a different monster on my hands if I let them wander too far.❞ ↣ A virus has erupted, turning loved ones into mindless, ravenous, killers. Where the rest of the world sees madness, Kathryn Johnson sees opportunity. She runs from her immutable hell, disappearing into the trees of Northern Georgia. Little does Kathryn know, she hasn't escaped hell, rather swapped one for another. In a moment of unhampered curiosity, she stumbles upon a group that won't take no for an answer. Through these people, Kathryn finds herself examining the walls she's kept herself locked behind. After a lifetime of unknown, a question waits for her on the other side: Can the broken be fixed? ↣ { Featured in the @WalkingDeadRoadtoSurvival "Top Walking Dead Fanfiction" reading list } { ➊ The Walking Dead } { ➌ The Walking Dead Fanfiction } { ❺ Daryl Dixon }

[BOOK ONE - COMPLETE] She's not human. Her soul sings to all things. She has a soul bearing "Lucifer's Curse." When God created humans, it piqued the curiosity of the few major angels. They liked his design, and they used it to shape their own creature from the dust of stars. Thus, a creature known as a Curtanis was born. A Curtanis is a human-looking specimen with the wisdom of angels, and all the power of a witch. The Curtanis was designed to allure humans into following them and into listening to them when the angels couldn't interfere. A Curtanis can be dangerous should their temper combust. Roslyn Lovelace is the third Curtanis in the cycle, and very different from all the others. She, in particular, was favored by God, and given the role as a defender of man-kind. Very headstrong, she's constantly trying to prove she can be her own person and not just heaven's weapon of mass destruction. After thousands and thousands of years of living in heaven under the wings of angels, she requests to spend her days on earth. With permission granted, she leaves. Although it isn't easy being tailed by demons that are hell-bent on provoking her dark side, Roslyn liked her life. As a result of being tracked by a hoard of demons, Roslyn is forced to run away in search of protection. She even has to seek help from people she'd never liked. Hunters. After a close encounter, Roslyn's life is saved by the Winchester boys. Coincidentally, she has been searching for their father and the stroke of luck thrills her. When they tell her that John is missing, she has no choice but to accompany them and look for the lost hunter. Sam and Dean were raised to think anything non-human was bad, but could they have been wrong? Could they accept a monster with pretty eyes into their lives? Roslyn is torn between wanting the Winchesters' approval and trust, while also trying to fulfill her loyalty to the angels, her creators. Which does she have to sacrifice for the other?

Let me tell you this; hunting isn't all glory. It's filled with death, and pain, and misery. As a Hunter myself, I'll advise you that revenge isn't worth it. Because of revenge, I got my whole family captured. I let my anger and pride get in the way of rational thought. In an unlikely turn of events, I struck a deal with Sam and Dean Winchester. Together, we plan to kill Abbadon and get my family back, with angels, demons, monsters and hunters alike, all out to kill us. But even if we stop Abbadon, and I get my family back, how much longer will I be able to live with what's lurking inside me? How long will it take for me to become the thing I hate most? This is the story about how a monster-hunter became the monster.

[BOOK TWO] One of the few creatures in the world that could bring you to your knees in seconds made herself welcome in the hearts of the Winchesters. With John Winchester dead, all Roslyn has left is Sam and Dean. The three are clinging to each other now more than ever, seeking solace in all the destruction that has become of them. It has been officially three years since she first met them. Roslyn Lovelace proved that she was not a monster, but she is still harboring very dark secrets from her two companions- secrets that could potentially ruin her relationship with them. Chaos is ensuing more than ever, and it all seems like too much to handle. The angels have finally decided to step in and make themselves known, but is this a good thing, or a very bad thing? Lilith is on the rise and she's aiming to break the 66 seals to free Lucifer- the one angel Roslyn is allowed no contact with.  In the midst of all the pandemonium, Roslyn is desperately trying to hide her dark side that is becoming steadily easier to provoke. She thought she had proved her loyalty to the Winchesters-- but with the angels suddenly out in the open again, it is nearly impossible for her to choose a side. Her creators are growing more demanding and revoking bits of her free will, much to her anger. All the while, she is trying to cope with the damage around her, and discover the real reasons she was pushed into the destiny of the Winchesters. #525 Action