75thhungergames Stories

When the 74th Annual Hunger Games don't turn out quite as expected, Panem is filled with whispers of revolution. Rebellion is on the horizon and rocking the seas of District 4, threatening to overturn the life Annie and Finnick have built there. Follows The Hunger Games and Catching Fire (parts 1 and 2) from Annie and Finnick's POV

I'm a survivor, I'm gonna make it I will survive, keep on survivin' Before she became a demigod,before Camp Half-Blood,before the gods even knew her name- Hayley Norman was a tribute.And she died a victor. Reborn in a new world, she hides the truth of who she used to be. (Percy Jackson x OC) Percy Jackson characters belong to the wonder Rick Riordan and The Hunger Games belongs to the talented Suzanne Collins. Hope I did well bring these two universes together.

My heart pounds as I race toward the frothing, bloodstained water. I have to get away. I hear pounding footsteps behind me, but I don't dare look back. I just keep running towards the beach. Someone darts in front of me and splashes into the water. I stumble, tripping over my feet to stop my momentum so I don't run them over. They fall, and something I can't see drags them away. Thick, sticky blood splatters onto my face and arms. There's monsters in the water. There's monsters everywhere. This is a Hunger Games Fanfic with Katniss as a mentor. It will all be explained at the start of the book, in the Author's Note.

a ° ma ° re / love ; to be in love / "she loved him and he loved her, but it was not that simple" Luna Hale won the 62nd Hunger Games at the age of just twelve. The odds weren't exactly in her favour but she won anyways. Now she is trying to make sure that he will do the same.

Isla shoal. 70th hunger games winner. finnick odair. 65th hunger games winner. both from one district. hatred.

You go along on the journey as Rue, a 12 year old little girl from District 11 gets "reaped" for the 74th Hunger Games and travels to the Capital where she will prepare to fight for her life. Go along with her from her life at home up until she dies in the Hunger Games arena.

In which a girl named after a woman no one had heard about, who has almost no chance at surviving the games, volunteers to keep a family together. *Slow updates

One Hunger Games was enough to drive me mad, leave me with enough awful memories for a lifetime, leave too many scars on my body. But the Third Quarter Quell announcement ruined the little sense of security I had left after walking out of the bloody arena. I had to go back in. This time, with people I knew and loved. s a c r i f i c e || Finnick Odair will not return Rankings: #1 quarterquell 27.05.2020 #2 district 20.07.2020 #3 75thhungergames #4 catchingfire 04.06.2020 #6 finnick 20.07.2020 #8 katnisseverdeen 02.06.2020 #9 katniss 12.06.2020 #13 thg 12.06.2020 #17 thehungergames 10.06.2020 #20 peeta 04.07.2020 #27 peetamellark 12.06.2020 #28 hungergames 10.06.2020

"it reminds me that i'm human, that i'm not a monster" ꜱᴜᴍᴍᴀʀʏ ɪɴꜱɪᴅᴇ [ᴘʀᴇ ᴛʜɢ - ᴍᴏᴄᴋɪɴɢᴊᴀʏ ᴘᴛ 2] * ᴠᴇʀʏ ꜱʟᴏᴡ ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇꜱ

The granddaughter of Panem's most hated tyrant lives behind the shadows of her grandfather's continued destruction and pain. This girl's name is Aeris Levia Snow. When rebels arise and her loyalties and morals are tested how will Aeris act? Will she continue her grandfather's twisted ideas or forge her own path, try and right the wrongs of the past or be just another body left to rot. Fem OC x fem OC P.S sorry for slow writing and mistakes (I'm using my phone to write).I'm fourteen and have school and I'm honestly a bit of a write once a century if I'm not motived person.

𝐖𝐇𝐄𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐐𝐔𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐋𝐋 drags Cecily Anderson back into the Hunger Games, the Capitol resurrects a name she spent seven years trying to erase: The Ripper. District 6's elusive victor returns to the spotlight with a single warning from Haymitch Abernathy, Protect the Girl on Fire. But nothing about these Games is what it seems. Alliances feel like traps, secrets whisper beneath every smile, and the Capitol watches her too closely. And then there's Finnick Odair. The Capitol calls him the Golden Boy. Cecily calls him something else entirely. In an arena built on lies, Cecily must survive enemies, allies, and the truth she refuses to face... because some pasts don't stay buried, no matter how hard you try to kill them.

If you were to ask me what the most traumatic thing I've ever been through was, I wouldn't say being in the Hunger Games. I would say being forced to accept the fact that I'd lost my arm. My most prized possession, gone in mere seconds. Or perhaps it was minutes? Sitting in a cold, white, unfeeling and sterile room, staring into a mirror at something that was supposed to be there, but wasn't, definitely changed me. For better or for worse I dont know. It's officially been a year since everything happened, and I'm not sure I've come to terms even slightly with it all. Having to relearn how to work my body has been challenging, especially with no help, but its nothing I can't do. I'd like to say I'm not that bothered by it anymore, but thats not true, I am. Everyday I wake up and wish that my life was different. Or maybe that I was someone else. Anything so that maybe I'd still have my arm. My beautiful, beautiful arm. That helped me in my training at the academy. That would braid mine and my little cousins hair each morning. That killed 15 tributes in my Games. But I guess my left arm shall do. It did after all behead Blade Mason so horrifically and bloody that the Capitol had to censor it. Finnick x OC

The 75th hunger games was only yet again another sore left to blister in Lena Blake's mouth. The games them selfs killed her dignity and pride to begin with losing her best friend by her side, in the most tragic way. This time would be different, the tributes were reaped directly from the victors brackets and Lena knew exactly what she had to do to survive, but when Finnick Odair gets thrown into the odds, the odds don't look like they'll be in her favor, but when were they really ever in her favor. A girl has no idea what love is, how it feels, how it strengthens the soul. How can someone like Finnick Odair, Capitals darling, teach her what true love is?

This is a story about how I think I would do in the hunger games. Please read! I used a different name btw I don't wanna use my real name. (Credit to Suzanne Collins) My name is Cassia Abernathy. This shouldn't be me. What did I do to deserve what I got? I don't think I deserved the quarter quell. I don't think I deserve to find out a secret about two of my opponents that makes me almost unable to kill or hurt them in any way. I don't think I deserve to be ripped from my home and friends and thrown into the hunger games. And I definitely don't think I deserve to fall in love.

TW; BLOOD AND GORE, MURDER, DEATH, MENTIONS OF TRAUMA, MENTIONS OF MENTAL ILLNESS 20 year old (Y/n) (L/n), victor of the 73rd Hunger Games, lives her life trying to escape the horrors she faced in the arena that still haunt her dreams. It's not easy, but by sending letters to her pen pal, she feels as though she can finally feel happy after years of not being so joyful. But that all changes when the 75th annual Hunger Games comes along, she is thrown back into the arena to fight for her life once again. Though things don't go as planned. They never do. **The hunger games does not belong to me; all credit for the characters except for a few I conjured up goes to Suzanne Collins. Without her wonderful story, this one wouldn't exist**

An OC fanfic of a girl named Lynx Bartley from District 4. See the drama unfold when she is reaped from the existing victors into the Quarter Quell along with her childhood best friend. "Fuck it. We are already being punished for nothing. Might as well try..." All characters, except my original characters, belong to Suzanne Collins. Along with most of the story line.