Willow is a pregnant girl from District 12. This is the 100th Hunger Games. This Quarter Quell shocker is that the Games will consecutively go on for three years. So when Willow is reaped, she knows that she's going to have to undergo pregnancy during the Games. But the Games will just be another problem when she faces death, love and a betrayal too terrible to believe.

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𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐚𝐜𝐫𝐨𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐜𝐢𝐭𝐲 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐧𝐚𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐞𝐲𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨. 𝐌𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐨𝐧, 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐥𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐬 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐠𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐧, 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐚 𝐟𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐚𝐥 𝐟𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝. 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐢𝐧𝐢𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐞𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐬𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮. 𝐈𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐀𝐚𝐫𝐨𝐧 𝐇𝐨𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐛𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐬𝐨𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐟𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥 𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐮𝐩 𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮. //

"And what if I don't?" You ask defiantly. He comes up closer to you at that remark, close enough so you're the only one that could hear him. Close enough that he hovers over you, pressing your back against the wall. "Then, I'd pull you into the bathroom and make sure you wouldn't be able to sit for the rest of the case." His words are low, bringing out the deeper rumble to his voice. It sends shivers down your spine. "Understand?" "Yes," you scoff. "Yes, what?" "Yes, sir." ______________ Your relationship with your boss has always been complicated, to say the least. You've seen each other at your highest and lowest. You're both incredibly stubborn and unwilling to relinquish control. Yet, you still find him slightly cocky and arrogant. You find yourself defying him at every available turn on cases in an attempt to prove yourself. In turn, he finds you a bit bothersome. But what happens when over time, these complicated feelings fade into something even more complicated. Something that feels less like annoyance and more like adoration. Something that forces you both to face your greatest fear: losing control.

ONGOING HIATUS. [ SEQUEL TO SOULMATES ] A STORY IN WHICH... ex-lovers cross each other's paths again, truths are revealed, promises are broken, hearts are shattered, and drama occurs. in this story, the earth tilts off it's axis, and falls into the abyss of the stars. // an aaron hotchner fanfiction. -> in the story "soulmates", aaron hotchner and y/n l/n fall in love while working together. at the end of the story, y/n dies... ...but then comes a twist... FIVE YEARS PASS and she's back on his doorstep. "her eyes fill with slight tears as her eyes rake over me and then begin meet mine. in that sheer moment i feel utter heartbreak when the words slip from her mouth, "aaron." her soft tone states, the words still sounding the exact same as the night she had left me. "y/n..." i mutter, my heart shattering into a million pieces as the worlds shifts off it's axis, falling into the galaxy of stars." // could this be y/n and aaron's breaking point? will she ever be forgiven for what she had done? what really happened?

Emily Prentiss, new to the FBI's Behavioral Analysis Unit, finds herself in some troubled waters. A cross road of two completely different people. One being her boss, the other being her best friend. A story full of happiness, sadness and clustered thoughts. She only gets one choice, but split between two people makes it impossible for her to choose. Team Hotchniss or Team Jemily?

You're a vital part of the BAU and get along with everyone on the team. Only SSA Hotchner is still very distant and cold towards you. One day, you decide to do something about it.

(Book 1) In a world where a virus has spread turning most of the population into flesh eating monsters, there are two friends partying it up in New Orleans when the infection hits. Far away from home, they are trapped and trying to make sense of all that has happened with the help of new friends and enemies along the way. Zombies aren't the only thing to fear... Copyright © 2013 by N_D_Iverson All Rights Reserved. (Warning: This is the unedited, raw first draft) **The edited and polished version, with bonus content and a never before seen chapter, is now available on all eBook retailer websites!**

❝𝘥𝘪𝘨𝘨𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘱𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘮𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘦𝘦𝘬, 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘳𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘢 𝘴𝘰𝘧𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘬𝘪𝘴𝘴, 𝘮𝘢𝘬𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘮𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘴 𝘰𝘧 𝙚𝙡𝙮𝙨𝙞𝙖𝙣 𝘴𝘦𝘢 𝘰𝘧 𝘶𝘯𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘪𝘳𝘦𝘴 ❞ detached. fearless. determined. all words that have been used to describe Fallon Angelle, well known FBI agent and profiler, known for her interrogatory skills and intimidating demeanor. loved. caring. happy. words that have yet to be used to describe Fallon. until now. ━ 𝘼𝘼𝙍𝙊𝙉 𝙃𝙊𝙏𝘾𝙃𝙉𝙀𝙍 𝙭 𝙤𝙘 𝙜𝙤𝙡𝙙𝙚𝙣𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙪𝙙-𝙨 © 2020

"It's been awhile," I looked at him with a small smile. "What brings you back here? You're not here because you missed me, are you?" I raised my eyebrows and gave him a sly smirk. He didn't answer, clearly he wasn't in the mood to play. "Don't be shy, Agent, I missed you too," I tilted my head to the right, allowing the corners of my mouth to move upwards. He raised one eyebrow, still locked in his silence, still staring at me. I had had enough of his cold demeanor, he was the one who came to me. "Why are you here, Hotchner?" I asked. "It better not be because you have more questions about my father, because I'm not answering any more of those." I moved my head an inch forward, putting my entangled hands on the table, looking at him intently, making sure he understood. "I want you to work for me," the handsome man in the suit finally spoke. - This is a Criminal Minds story. I do not own Criminal Minds. The time line in this story is not accurate, it's actually all over the place. Some scenes from CM and one scene from SH are included. Warnings: Suicide Abuse Curse words Completed: 2019-01-17