Supple Ferocity - A Clato Fanfic

Supple Ferocity - A Clato Fanfic

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"I came to win. I came to prove my parents wrong; to convince them that I'm not some pawn for them, who can do whatever they want. I came to show them that I'm a free 16 year old, who doesn't need to be controlled. I am Clove Kentwell, determined to get what I want." "When I first met her, I was 10. She was 9, 10 in three weeks. She was walking towards a pastry shop when I stumbled past her. I was embarrassed, then I saw her in the eyes. She had that bad-ass look, as if she's too emotional. "But then, she smiled. Her eyes changed, into a soft, endearing look. She said, 'Watch where you're going, Blondie.' I laughed; nobody called me 'blondie' before - but I loved it." After the victory of Cato and Clove in the 74th Hunger Games, they decided to take their relationship to the next level. But after a turn of events, they're reaped into the 75th Quarter Quell - and surprisingly, they took it the hard way. With new tributes and a shocking reveal later on, Cato and Clove embarks on another arena which tests their inner beasts - and feelings for each other.
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Winner of The Bibliophile Awards 2017 (Adventure) - I wrap my arms around her waist and touch my cheek to hers, wishing I never had to leave her. Clove Cray: the girl who played with knives until she could never miss her target. Clove Cray: the girl who worked her way into my heart until I realized I could never live without her. - It's strange. We all think time is infinite. And we all think we have enough of it. That is, until we don't. We don't realize how little time we have until it's already too late. And we don't realize the end is near until it's too close to make any difference. Time isn't infinite. There was a point where time began, and there is a point where it will end. This leaves just one question; how much time do we have left? - REALLY OLD AND NOT MY GREATEST WRITING but cute and i think has a pretty good twisty ending but is also definitely way too long LOL

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