The Quiet Storm - Finnick Odair

The Quiet Storm - Finnick Odair

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WpMetadataReadContenido adultoConcluida mar, may 19, 202613h 58m
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Hunger Games
Personaje Original (OC)
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She entered the arena at fourteen. She survived it at twenty-three. But the Games were only the beginning. Sera Vale, daughter of a former victor and heir to District 8's legacy of resilience, never expected to become Panem's deadliest mystery. Quiet, calculating, and armed with nothing but throwing knives and a hatchet, she carved her path to victory in the 66th Hunger Games. Earning a reputation the Capital never forgot. But survival comes with a price. Forced into President Snow's world of secrets, lies and exploitation, Sera discovers that the Games do not end when the arena fades. Her only solace is Finnick Odair; the charming, haunted victor of District 4, who understands the darkness she's been sold into because he's lived it too. Together they form a bond strong enough to defy Snow himself. From the flames of two Hunger Games arenas to the ruins of the Capital, Sera's journey is one of survival, love, rebellion and healing. This is the story of the girl who was never meant to be a symbol, but became one anyway.
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Dean blinked, not quite understanding. "Sick how?" Rosie pressed a hand to her chest. Pain flared beneath her palm. Sharp now. Wrong. "I'm sick," she repeated. Dean stepped forward immediately. "Okay. I'll take you home. You'll feel better tomorrow." The gentleness in his voice broke her. "No, Dean." Her knees weakened. Beau caught her elbow. "Rosie." She looked at them both through tears. For weeks, she had imagined telling them. Not like this. Never like this. Not in a bar with music pounding and her heart beating irregularly in her chest. UNDER EDITING! Dean Di Laurentis x Oc x Beau Maxwell (Poly) "Jesus, all three of you need a cold shower." -Dexter

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