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

"Peeta, just end it. Please." ♦︎♦︎♦︎ All rights go to Suzanne Collins Warning: Contains Major Spoilers Please note: This isn't what I actually think would happen after Mockingjay, it is just a different twist.

❝I asked him for it. For the blood, for the rust, for the sin. I didn't want the pearls other girls talked about, or the fine marble of palaces, or even the roses in the mouth of servants. I wanted darkness, - I wanted him.❞ ~ In a world where children are sent off as a sign of a war well fought, a young girl by the name of Emberly Hawke finds her way into the gamekeeper's clutches. After growing up in a district where fighting was as common as breathing, Emberly had been more then trained in the art of taking down someone twice her size - and had trouble mastering her impulse control - which was a big problem in the capital's eyes. Forced to make alliances and fall in love, Emberly is awoken into another world where lying is the same as saying 'I love you'. [the hunger games: book 1] [emberly hawke series] ©seIcouth

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"Peeta and I grow back together. There are still moments when he clutches the back of the chair and hangs on until the flash backs are over. I wake screaming from nightmares of mutts and lost children. But his arms are there to comfort me. And eventually his lips. On the night I feel that thing again, the hunger that overtook me on the beach, I know this would have happened anyway. That what I need to survive is not Gale's fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that." A story of what happened after Peeta came back to Katniss, as he always does, standing with the yellow flowers that were blooming into Primroses as he lay the soft soil over them. In the aftermath of their loss, grief, anger, and trauma, Katniss and Peeta (and Haymitch) find their way back together. But it isn't easy. All characters are Suzanne Collins. The story is mine. All rights reserved.