Clarke Griffin, dix-neuf ans, n'en fait qu'à sa tête depuis plusieurs années. Ne sachant plus quoi faire, sa mère décide de l'envoyer contre son gré dans une école à l'autre bout du pays. Que se passera-t-il lorsque Clarke verra sa vie chambouler en rencontrant la seule personne qui ose lui tenir tête ? Sera-t-elle capable de battre ses démons et reprendre sa vie en main ? - Point de vue Clarke.

Dans cette histoire, j'ai décidé d'inventer une suite aux amants maudits du district 12 en créant diverses choses. Je me place plus précisément sur les dégâts des rébellions et des révoltes. Je ne vous dirai pas d'avantages de choses sinon je vous spoilerai tout et ce n'est pas dans le but ! Bonne lecture et merci #tribute #Jennifer Lawrence #Josh Hutcherson

Hermione Granger wants revenge on Ron. The perfect person for her plan is Draco Malfoy. All she has to do is make him fall for her, easy as cake, right? But is it that easy to win Draco Malfoy's heart? All Draco Malfoy wants is for Pansy Parkinson to leave him alone. The only girl who'd make that happen is none other than Hermione Granger. All he has to do is use his Malfoy charms and seduce her, right? And then she's his? » all copyright belongs to FigmentofAnnie / ihootanniex3 /escapism- 2014© « **Featured in the official Wattpad @Fanfic Harry Potter Fanfiction reading list** ** lovelycover by @cloudstars **

When our eyes met, the memories all came rushing back. From throwing her the bread to saying goodbye at the Lightening Tree to the red plaid dress on the first day of Kindergarten. I remembered it all so much clearer, the shiny memories seemed to fade to so much dimmer terrors. But she's nearly dead. How can I convince her to go on, that life is still worth living. How can I reignite the fire that burns in the eyes of Katniss Everdeen, the girl who was on fire, without getting burned in the process. (My second After Mockingjay story. I just want to make one a little more true to the books. This is not discontinuing Help Me Make It Through The Night and Here I Go Again. I just want to write a different view of what could have happened.)

Suite du dernier tome d'Hunger Games 3 (la révolte). Voici un petit résumé ➡️ Je n'ai plus de famille, presque plus d'amis. Seul une poignée de ceux que j'ai connu sont encore là. Du haut de mes 18 ans, j'essaie de me reconstruire. Peeta n'est pas encore rentré au 12 et j'attends son arrivée avec impatience. Il me manque et mes cauchemars persistent. Peeta... Reviens vite... S'il te plait. "Je m'appelle Katniss Everdeen, j'ai 18 ans et j'ai participé au Hunger Games. J'ai survécu. 2 fois. Et Peeta a voulu me tuer"

To a pack, just me being alive is a crime. They call me Rouge, Traitor, and other hurtful names. But in my mind I'm none of those things. I'm a loner, sure, I'll admit that, but I didn't chose this life. Have you ever had your father and sister murdered by the kinds of wretched creatures I'm now called and had your mother leave you behind, running to another pack, ditching you as soon as she can? I didn't think so. But I'm always in danger. Not shifting yet does that when you live alone in the woods, surrounded by the monsters you are now one of. But I'm supposedly special. At least that's what my inner wolf, Taylor, tells me. She says everything will fall into place when I meet my mate. But that's never going to happen. The odds of that are not in my favor. My name is Katniss Everdeen. Some call me a Rouge. I call myself a lone wolf.