66th storie

❝Now this is the point. You fancy me mad. Madmen know nothing. But you should've seen me.❞ Mead Schlachter is known to District 10 as a poet, a butcher, and someone who couldn't be less in favor with fate. Secrets lie between the gaps of the memories she chooses to omit, though with the 66th Hunger Games drawing nearer her efforts will see to be all but in vain. For while the life of a butcher is one she claims, it soon won't be only animals she has to slaughter. ------------------------------------------ Hunger Games, the concept and its characters, belong to Suzanne Collins. May include spoilers from SOTR

I had the urge to write a Hunger Games fanfic, here it is. Enjoy! P.S. Sorry if the writing is horrible, this is the first book I've ever written on Wattpad. I may rewrite it someday in the future.

Imagine stepping into the tube, rising onto your podium, everything seeming 'okay'... Imagine being blinded by sunlight, peering round at the 23 other tributes surrounding you, hearing your heart pounding inside of your chest... And praying - just praying - that it won't be the next to stop.

Follow young Kyra Grey on her Hunger Games journey. Is she gonna be the one that is coming out of it alive?

During the 66th Hunger Games, a twelve year old girl from District 3, Blye Edenthaw was reaped. To be the youngest is the hardest. You are easier to get wounded, to get hunted, and most especially, to die. But the unexpected has happened not only in the Arena but also in the whole Panem. Was the Odds ever in her favor?

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