The Elder Dragons are an old race, as old as the magic that permeates this world. They are the oldest of races and in the times of fire and lava at the formation of this world, they were there, and they developed hard scales, harder than diamond, and wings to fly above the fire and death in the burning world below. Then the fire went and the lava cooled, and the Earth was still. And the Elders remained. The ice spread from the north, coating the Earth in frost, and the Elders developed fire as a way to remind themselves of their beginnings and keep warm on the merciless ice. Then, as the seasons of the earth changed and the humans came from the trees and built on the land, the Elders developed their ability to change into these new creatures and back into their true selves at will. Some split off at this point, becoming dumber and cruder, and lost the title of Elder. As the humans became smarter and were able to wield the magic of this world, the Darkest of all, the darkness without a name, came unto this world, and the Elders met their match. In the first time in millennia the Elder Dragons were afraid. They were driven to near extinction, until they retreated from this earth, and flew away, lost, leaving their cousins, the dragons, behind. But one remains. She doesn't know the secrets of her race, the secrets of the world she finds herself in. All she knows is that she is different. -------------------------------------------------- Harry Potter based fanfic introducing a new character (her POV) from book 3 and seeing where it takes the story. Incomplete. Sporadic updates (sorry) Bit of humor, bit of drama, no romance so far. Thanks for reading this :)

In the city of Panem, there are twelve districts. Each year one girl and one boy from each district are drawn to play in a game. Specifically, the Hunger Games. Twenty four enter the arena, but only one comes out. In the poor district known as District Eleven, a young twelve year old girl enters in her first reaping. Rue, small, kind, and innocent is entered into the 74th Annual Hunger Games. Follow the Hunger Games from Rue's point of view in this story and re-live Suzanne Collins' amazing novel, The Hunger Games.

Emilia got reaped to go to the 27th Annual Hunger Games on her 15th birthday. Her brother volunteered to be the District One boy in the Hunger games because he felt the need to protect her. Her sister has also been in the hunger games but she got brutally stabbed by a District Two boy when she made it to the final two. Will her fate be the same as her sisters? Or will she make it out alive?

Charlie grew up just like anyone else in the world did. He was born exactly when he was planned to, raised in the plain white room he was assigned to, and fed exactly what everyone at his age was fed. Yet somehow, he still seemed different. He never knew what clearly set him apart from everyone else, until he was released into the wild. *WARNING* if you are triggered easily I don't recommend reading this

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

I decided I have given up. I have been trying to hold on for the past month but all of that was super hard, I have been going mad. I'm not just saying that because I miss Taylah, I bet if I had friends everything wouldn't have been as bad. I know my parents love me, but you can tell they are fed up with my screaming and crying. I don't want to go through this pain anymore, I don't want to see my parents frustration anymore, I don't want to see people try and stay sane when I'm around, I don't want any of this. I have decided to lift everybody's pain and frustration away, and to do that I have to do one thing. One thing. One very stupid thing. But it's the only way to make everyone happy.