Capital Stories

𝐎𝐀𝐊𝐋𝐄𝐘 𝐕𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍 had sent both of her siblings off to their deaths after making a deal with President Snow himself, where both of her siblings would be reaped for the 73rd Annual Hunger Games in exchange for something that the sixteen year old girl dearly wanted for her whole entire life. Though can she really handle the guilt? Can she take on the role of being her siblings mentor? 𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐍 𝐕𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍 had only turned thirteen years old when she was reaped for the 73rd Annual Hunger Games. She had put on a brave face as she made her way up to the podium in front of the entirety of district two-she was certain that she could win, after all her older sister had won the 72nd Annual Hunger Games and she had trained her whole life for this. But could she protect her older brother? What if she had to go up against him? 𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐀𝐍 𝐕𝐀𝐍 𝐃𝐀𝐋𝐄𝐍 had froze in absolute horror when he heard his name called aloud at the reaping-not because he was scared of dying but because he was in the same game as his younger sister. The sister that he had swore to always protect no matter the cost. How could he ever possibly protect Elowen in the arena?

This is the final instalment of the Mile Men series. SPOILERS AHEAD! With the impending war ahead, Elora and her followers must now choose to flee or fight. But creating allies is proving to be more difficult than Elora had counted on. Remember this is a first draft, there might be holes or mistakes. Don't take it too harshly. It will be corrected in the future. :) 1🥇 in OldWest

Clove and Cato did the impossible. They won the 74th Hunger Games. They are living and are together. But how long will their happiness last?

The Capital Girls are about to get in a load of trouble when they have to deal with the 2ps! In order to stop them, save their Fathers, and save the world, the capitals will have to work together. But can they possibly beat these menacing foes? Or will the world be in for a load of trouble? Find out. Please comment, vote, and share.

my feelings are made of velvet. © slvtherin

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This is a tutorial for the amharic language I am just teaching the basics like numbers and days. Ethiopia is an African country that has never been colonized. It has great amount of natural resources and different kinds of foods. If you are a vegean you do not need to worry as Christians there do not eat meat and dairy products most of the year, it is available. It would mean a lot to me if you read this.

HUNGER GAMES FANFIC!!!! Kaida Rose has never belonged anywhere. Born in district thirteen and moving from district to district every few years is difficult, especially since shes all alone. What happens when the one person who she trusts is her fellow tribute in the hunger games? What happens when all of her secrets flood out in the arena. What happens when president snow remembers her from a long time ago?

"Tell me, Caesar, does my hair look shinier? I think my hair has gotten softer since I've been here- what is in Capital hair masks?" The crowd laughs. Some Capital girls touch their own hair at my comment. Caesar leans over his chair to twirl a streak of my hair around his finger, rubbing a few strands back and forth between his pointer finger and thumb, "Why yes, yes I do think it's gotten a good bit healthier since your time here." I smile. Caesar is as diligent as ever, moving forwards with what's left of our allotted time. He takes a more serious approach. "So, Jake." He turns to his audience, inviting them in on the conversation. "This must be quite the change." I don't get the time to process the implications, if any, of that assumption. "You've only just gotten here, and surely you haven't the time to take it all in." The crowd laughs again, I laugh with them, nodding politely. "What are you feeling? Excitement? Wonder? Perhaps some anxieties?" His tone gradually gets more sympathetic. I pause. "Y'all know those lions at the circus?" I don't bother coaching out my slang. Caesar looks at his crowd questionably and they laugh. His smile is unnaturally stretched. He nods at me to continue. "I sorta feel like them. Loads a' fun to watch, but you just 𝘬𝘯𝘰𝘸 it wants to rip someone's head off." -------- Jake Holst comes from a middle class slaughtering quarter of District 10, and for the better half of three years has backpacked across Panem against all common sense. Barely cultured, and questionably legal in District 2, Jake is reaped into the 66th annual Hunger Games when the selected volunteer gets cold feet. Dodging questions about her accent, the brand on her collarbone, and a series of unidentified sharp objects being thrown her way, it's a long way down for Ms. Holst.

I closed my trading week last Friday with a modest 1.5% gain on my portfolio. In the current economic climate here in Australia, with the RBA holding rates steady and the cost of living in Sydney and Melbourne squeezing everyone, that is a solid, sustainable result. It beats the bank interest, and it beats inflation. But then I made the fatal error of opening social media. Within seconds, the algorithm served me a video of a guy on the Gold Coast claiming to have turned a thousand bucks into a house deposit in a single afternoon trading crypto leverage. Instantly, my satisfaction evaporated. I felt slow. I felt conservative to the point of stupidity. This is the psychological war being waged against every modern trader. The "feed" is designed to make you feel inadequate, to make you believe that slow, compounded growth is failure. It pushes you to take risks that your strategy doesn't allow and your deposit can't handle. To win this war, I had to stop consuming the fantasy. Instead of looking for the next "100x" tip online, I force myself to look at boring, raw data. I go to ctcpteltd.com to check margin requirements and swap rates for the AUD/USD pair. It is a grounding ritual. It reminds me that the market is a mechanism of probability and math, not a content creation machine designed to make me a millionaire by Tuesday.

A story about a girl who has had a crush on the same guy for 3 years! Finally things start "heating up" an start to go her way hen he figures this out. "Danielle I would never leave you" said Jayson

Sorry this chapter doesn't have a name!! However the next chapter is real JONNICK

First Chapter.