Capitol Stories

"My advice is always ruin the friendship, better that than regret it for all time..." Haymitch narrows his eyes, "You've trained for this." She smirks a little, "I'm from District One, obviously I've trained." "No," he shakes his head, "You're different - you're not arrogant, you're confident." It's her turn to roll her eyes as she redirects her gaze to the sunset, "Yeah, well, I'm a Blessing. I was practically raised for this. My brothers set the bar pretty high." His eyebrows raise at that, he'd heard of her family. God, practically everyone in Panem had heard of her family. Because every time a Blessing child had volunteered for the Hunger Games, they didn't just win - they entertained.

hunger games catching fire start: april 19, 26' finish: ??? cassandra calloway x finnick odair #1 peeta #4 haymitch #1 hunger games catching fire #1 snow Finnick Odair loved Cassandra in the way storms loved the ocean-violently, instinctively, like something powerful enough to destroy him if he ever lost control of it..

In which . . . Isla Merrow is now a mentor. Because surviving the arena once apparently wasn't torture enough. ❀⋆.ೃ࿔*:･ Based On The Book: Sunrise On The Reaping. A Haymitch Abernathy x fem!oc story. Rating: Mature ( For violence, language, gore, torture, and character death! ) Status: ongoing. #1 in sunriseonthereaping (January 2026) #2 in sunriseonthereaping (April 2026)

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Kaia Crest's name is pulled for the District Four girl for the 71st Hunger Games, alongside her childhood best friend. Winning the games with a cocky mentor and overwhelming Capitol is one thing, surviving the aftermath and everything that follows is another.

𝙏𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙣𝙤 𝙑𝙞𝙘𝙩𝙤𝙧𝙨. 𝙊𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙪𝙧𝙫𝙞𝙫𝙤𝙧𝙨. When a half-Native boy is Reaped in the 74th Hunger Games, he must choose between staying himself or staying alive as the Games try to shape him for maximum entertainment.

The cold in District 12 was not like that of other places. It was not a clean cold that heralded snow or frost. It was a dirty cold, a cold that seeped from the bowels of the earth, impregnated with coal dust and the stale breath of the mines. It was the cold of those who rise early to work in darkness, of those who sleep hungry and wake hungrier. It was the cold of resignation. The people of District 12 knew that Grave was a hunter. That was enough. But the truth was darker and more precise: Grave Blankell was a Human Hunter, a title the Capitol granted sparingly and only the most lethal could possess. He tracked deserters, rebels, fugitives - men and women who believed they could escape the yoke of Panem. Grave found them where no one else could, in the depths of the forbidden forests, in the forgotten tunnels beneath the cities, in the sewers where the desperate went to die. He found them and delivered them to the Capitol. Or he killed them, if that was the order. From her first breath, Alianelle was a piece of a larger machine. At six months, Grave began taking her into the forest, strapped to her chest in a leather carrier while he hunted. At two, she already held a real dagger, not a toy, and learned to skin a rabbit. At four, she set simple traps. At six, she killed her first animal - a giant squirrel - with a precise stone throw. At eight, she could follow a blood trail for miles without losing it. At ten, she mastered hand-to-hand combat, and at eleven, she knew twelve different ways to kill a man with her bare hands. While the other children of District 12 begged for crumbs and prayed not to be chosen at the Reaping, Alianelle trained for the opposite. Her father did not want her to avoid the Games. He wanted her to dominate them.

What if Clove made different decisions and made them based on what she thought? What if she never followed Cato's lead? What if she outsmarted everyone? Would she have won? Would she have killed Katniss when she had the chance? Well, if Clove could do it all over again in the games, this is exactly how it would turn out. This is Clove's Story.

❛ hold me slowly, you don't even know me. ❜ [ i. haymitch abernathy x fem!oc ] [ ii. post sunrise on the reaping] [ iii. the hunger games ] [ iv. mature content ] creds to @holdmeslowly for the cover!

The second book in the Deadly Game-series. Cassidy has won the Hunger Games, but her life will never be easy. She needs to complete a special training to become a full-worthy member in the most important rebel group in the Capitol - Team Capitol 13. However, it seems like nothing's ever in Cassie's favours - new big secrets are revealed that threaten the lives of her loved ones, and the life as a mentor of tributes might not be as easy as imagined. There's only one way out of this mess - lies. The Games are far from over...

"If you know the enemy and know yourself, you need not fear the result of a hundred battles. If you know yourself but not the enemy, for every victory gained you will also suffer a defeat. If you know neither the enemy nor yourself, you will succumb in every battle." Sun Tzu -:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:-:- The story of the two District 5 Victors, Blake Everrett and Electra Strucker gets told, their trials in love, loss, survival and family. They are the victors of the 67th and 69th Hunger Games. Finnick OdairxOC

Aurora Ring, a dancer, a singer, and a capitol citizen but Aurora had never liked living in the capitol, but what will happen when a 14 year old wins and Aurora meets this boy and falls in love fast, but he falls harder, will they realize they're in love, or will the rebellion ruin it all. -------- Finnick Odair x Aurora Ring (Oc) ALL characters except Aurora ring are Suzanne Collins

❝ ( SOMETIMES THE FIRE YOU FOUNDED DON'T BURN THE WAY YOU'D EXPECT. ) ❞ In honour of the lives lost during the rebellion, the Capitol hosts an annual event to recall the strength of their power weighted against those of the twelve districts of Panem. Two tributes of each, one boy and one girl, anywhere from twelve to eighteen years old are sold off to placate the fury of a grudge from over seventy years ago. Each of them must do whatever it takes to come out the last man standing. Lenore Dove is no fighter. Her soft voice and steady hands are home to a healer ━ her only interaction with violence is that which absolves her of it. Leading a steady life of little rebellions against the system, Lenore hasn't had to resort to violence just yet. That is, until the names are called, and the odds are not in her favour. Amongst the field of warriors and other deadly things the Capitol has to offer watch children kill each other with, there are choices to be made; ones that trade humanity for survival. It's the arena of the event. Set in the identical rendition of the ruins in the lost city of District Thirteen, tributes will go forth to dissect a terrifyingly unique terrain of adversaries, each attesting to the demise of its origins. Twenty-four tributes enter. Only one makes it out. May the best tribute win, and with that, ladies and gentlemen.... Let the twenty-fifth Hunger Games begin.

"The roses all have left your cheeks I've watched them fade away and die Your voice is sad when e'er you speak And tears bedim your loving eyes So I will take you back, Kathleen To where your heart will feel no pain And when the fields are fresh and green Oh, I'II take you to your home Kathleen" ---- "They say a siren's song can doom a whole ship of sailors, don't they? Will you be taking on the same strategy, Kathleen?" ---- Kathleen Sapphire Murtagh has love for many things in her life. Her Mama. Her friend. Music. Singing. Freedom. Life. But what happens when the very thing she loves becomes something she must fight for with twenty-three other teenagers? ---- [disclaimer: no, i did not use any kind of ai writing this, i just like using em dashes. also ts isn't beta read and i'm writing this at like 11 pm so. yolo.]

This is a fanfic about Finnick and Annie, how they met, how their life was before the games, during the games, and after the games. I hope you enjoy :)

The 76th Hunger Games. The rebellion has ended, The rebels have won, and now Scarlet must play in the games that continue, the games for the Capitol's children, the games for President Snow's granddaughter. There will be one last hunger games hosted by the districs against the Capitol, As voted for by district thirteen before the execution of President Snow, and as voted for by the previous victors. Are these hunger games going to be any different? Or are the rebels just as bad as president Snow?

"We're all just killers here, right?" - Juliet Antervon is young, too young to die. But when she becomes District 8's female tribute for the 69th Hunger Games, that fate is almost already certain. Dead or not, Juliet has a promise: start a rebellion. #1 in hunger games #1 in the hunger games #1 in catching fire #1 in girl on fire #1 in thgfanfic #2 in peeta mellark #2 in capitol #3 in panem #4 in finnick odair

The first Quarter Quell. To spice the Games up a little, the Capitol demands that the districts vote for their tributes. It incited betrayal, shock, and most certainly, death. Who will be chosen? Who will be voted for? What drama will arise? Who will make it out alive? *All rights go to Suzanne Collins.

Isla Revera never expected to be reaped for the 72nd Hunger Games. Being from one of the richest families in District 4, the odds were firmly in her favour. But the odds aren't always reliable. With barely any skill or training, Isla has to reconsider everything she's ever known about the games and find a different way to survive...

Let the 57th Hunger Games begin! When Lynn's brothers name is called out in the reaping, she's desperate to volunteer for him, not for fame, but to simply save him. It's not allowed though. She'll realise that volunteering isn't the only way to be sent to the Hunger Games though... In desperation to try fix things and make her guilt disappear, she makes a deal. But only later, will she realise the consequences of her choice and how much more guilt and regret shall rain upon her.