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.)

5 years after the rebellion, Katniss and Peeta are together and living in district 12. They are both happy although Peeta still has flashbacks and Katniss still blames herself for Prims death. Their relationship will have ups and downs but this is mainly for Everlark shippers, so if your team Gale this book probably isn't for you! I do not own any of the characters from the Hunger Games series. All rights go to Suzanne Collins, obviously..

For months Summer is trapped in a cellar with the man who took her - and three other girls: Rose, Poppy, and Violet. His perfect, pure flowers. His family. But flowers can't survive long cut off from the sun, and time is running out...

The world or shall I say whats left of it; was fucked from the begging. We were metaphorically zombies before we became literal ones. Heads down clutching our phones in one hand and our vanity in the other. Self-centered, one main goal...to reach as many followers as possible. Like zombies they follow the noise, the trend, the same direction in which the crowd are heading and that's why what's left of the world was fucked from the begging; all except those of us who were human found pleasure in something other than ourselves we were the realists. The zombies, well they ate us alive, in school on the streets. We didn't follow the trend so we were torn limb from limb some of us sewing ourselves back together again, the rest either turning or killing themselves before they did. But the rare few misfits stood their ground and that's why we are here... Lyra adams a seventeen year old girl is faced with huge challenges when The zombies attack. she has more than one life in her hands hers and her baby brothers noah but when they reach the base that all changes that's when she meets jude. Written by me :)