A Clato fanfiction. — His eyes were so blue, so beautiful; but they held so much darkness and anger within them. His kiss was intoxicating, but it left a poison lining on my lips. Everything about him invariably left me wanting more. He put on a calm façade, but I found his compulsiveness to be riveting. I should have played it safe, but I was enthralled by his dark side. He was dangerous, but so was I. Her eyes were so dark, so sadistic; but they were not void of emotion. Her lips were an unhealthy addiction, but she kissed me like I was the beating of her frozen heart. Dammit, every move drew me in closer. She always strived to stay in control, but I was transfixed when she let her emotions grip her. I should have stayed away, but I was spellbound by her humanity. She was dangerous, but so was I. — Cato and Clove shared what was close to love (or sick fascination), but it was supposed to die along with one of them. They were the final two and both fought until the end, but the blood loss was too great...It was either 2 victors or none. Their connection was never destroyed...which creates the problem. — Not a copied story! I am Cloverrrrrrrrrr from fanfiction.net, and I just decided to post this on wattpad too. (:

Everyone knows the story of Katniss, but what about Clove? Told in Clove's POV is her story about her life before the games and the hardships she had to face, only to face the greatest fear of all. Death. DISCLAIMER: This story will follow the book/movie during the games, but this is also one out of the two books about Clove. In my second book I completely re-write the series to fight how I imagine the world of Panem being. Please be mindful that this story has strong language, sexual scenes, and gore. *NOTE 3/3/2020: I wrote this years ago and its so so so bad. lmao. i actually cringe reading it, so fair warning to any newcomers.... it's not the best! thanks for reading though. it means a lot. love you guys! xx

"The thing is, I didn't expect to be like this," he says. The sunlight bounces off his golden hair, and it seems as if it's glowing. "Didn't expect what?" He smiles coyly, and all at once he seems more sure of himself than ever before. "I went wrong somewhere. I'm not supposed to feel this way. About the arena, about the people I'm hurting in here, and about you. But I do." "We're Careers. They don't expect us to feel anything," I say softly, knowing the risk those words carry even before I say them out loud. But I don't care. "Then they got us wrong." The Careers of the 74th Hunger Games were more than ruthless killers. Katniss knew them as the villains, bred to kill, ready to win. But this was far from the truth... ||#3 in #CLATO|| ||#1 in #GLARVEL|| (This is a Glarvel/Clato fanfic. I'm also changing the story of the original Hunger Games books) Currently editing and improving my writing style. NOT changing anything about the story/characters/events, so don't worry! It's exactly the same book, just written slightly better :) **THE HUNGER GAMES BELONGS TO SUZANNE COLLINS, AND SO DO MOST OF THE CHARACTERS** Cover image not mine

Cato is a brutal, ferocious killer. Clove is a sneaky, conniving killer. They both seem to hate each other but in reality, they secretly love each other. Once they both finally realise their love, their whole world turns upside down when they both decide to volunteer for the 74th Hunger Games. The last thing to do is to keep each other from death. But the Capitol is holding a secret, a district for the Fallen. DO NOT READ UNEDITED CHAPTERS. Sequel: http://www.wattpad.com/story/4008425-a-thousand-more-sequel-%26-clato-fan-fiction COPYRIGHT © 2013 Misty_Scarlet ***Used to be AlexbelleSwift***

Cato's your basic bad boy, or, that's what everyone thinks about him. Deep down, hidden underneath the brawn, he just may have a brain and a dorky side. Clove however? She's always been cruel and brutal, right? Only one way to find out.

Untold story of the two vicious Careers of District Two || Clato

In Field of Innocence, a story based off of the trilogy The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins, Cato Hadley shows his story of entering the games. This story is written based off of the books, not the film. I do not own any legal right to The Hunger Games or some of the characters mentioned. I am writing this based on what I think Cato is like. Also this is not a Clato fanfiction, yes it will have some moments but a role of a large romantic relationship is not present in the story. I hope you all enjoy reading it, please leave comments after each chapter with feedback!

A sequel to the 150th Hunger Games. When Jonah, Caspian and the other rebels help the tributes escape, Flint, Rosie and the others think they're safe. But when the Capitol re-captures them, their troubles are far from over.

The odds are definitely not in Flint Green's favour when he is reaped to compete in the biggest Hunger Games for 150 years.

Flint and Rosie's nightmares of their child dying in the Games come to life when Jonah Green is reaped at fifteen years old for the 165th Annual Hunger Games. The third story in 'The 150th Hunger Games' Series.