To Jenesis Hammaz, surviving the 69th Annual Hunger Games was just the beginning to her horror. Coming home to her sister prior to the games was the only good thing to come out of the nightmare that she lived through in the arena.
Jenesis swallows the anger that she feels in her chest, and attempts to put aside the love that she knows is brewing within her. She'll do whatever for those she has left in her life, even if it means sacrificing her own happiness.
But when it's announced that a game with no play field is commencing, and fire begins to catch in Panem, everything begins to unravel. Love begins to bloom, and the years of quenched anger finally becomes the language amongst the unheard.
𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃: 𝐉𝐔𝐋𝐘, 𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘-𝐓𝐖𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄
𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 :
-Another Catching Fire Fanfiction. Book 2 out of 3
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*Warnings ; Mentions of death, gore, suicide, prostitution, sexual assault, domestic violence, glamorizing body dysfunctions, murder, eating disorders, cursing, alcoholism,
Catching Fire | | Finnick Odair FanFiction
Long chapters!
The Hunger Games has been a tradition for the past 74 years. Well... maybe it was time for traditions to change.
The victors were angry. They were promised a free-better life if they won. It wasn't all it was promised. Nothing ever is.
"Emporia Falkum? Is she even a threat?"
"Absolutely, killed 11 people in her games, won at 13 youngest ever."
"So kill her first. Any weaknesses?"
"None known, and she's actually a lovely person, hard to believe I know."
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