It's Hailee Windor's 18th birthday. Part of a shooting, she dies on the evening of one of the biggest days of her life thus far. What she doesn't know when she wishes for one more chance to tell her best friend, Brent, that she loves him, is that she will have to wake up tomorrow. And it will be June 6th once again. And so will the next day. And the next day. And every single day after that. She loves Brent. But when Alex comes along, it all changes. Will her best friend win the battle for her heart, or will this handsome stranger steal victory from him? What would you do if you had one more day? Would you laugh louder, play longer, love deeper? Would you regret anything you did? Chose the last thing you say to someone wisely. Because you never know when it will truly be the last word. The day you die is one you never remember. But what if you were forced to never forget? Forced to have to relive every second of it for the rest of your life? Hailee made a wish that forced that burden on her, but could she be choosing her own self destruction by not saying three simple words? Her story is truly one you will never forget...

President Paylor has been assassinateded by Alva Snow; who returns to take over Panem with a fiery vengance. The 77th Hunger Games have officially begun. Silver Iris and Rye Mellark have been drafted in the Reaping - along with Axel Hawthorne, Retiarius Odair, Alura Abiteth, and twenty-one helpless others. Will Gale and Katniss finally receive their long awaited apologies, or will bitterness take a deeper root? Will the Capitol's invisible grasp on Katniss and Peeta's mind weaken, or will watching their children suffer drive them over the edge? Twenty-six tributes, only one can live. Happy Hunger Games. And may the odds be ever in your favor.