Katalina wasn't the average girl living in district two, she wasn't lethal or eager to kill. She was quiet, afraid of the games unlike most, and she had a secret. She was hooking up with the boy everyone in town wanted - Cato Hadley. They were complete opposites but understood each other very well. He made her swear never to tell anyone, embarrassed by her status in the district. What happens when the two of them get thrown into the 74th Hunger Games together? book 1/3

Cato is a typical District 2 boy. He can fight well, and he's strong. When he meets Clove, he doesn't know exactly what he feels. It's time for the reaping for the 74th annual Hunger Games. Clove's name is drawn. Cato's is as well. He doesn't want to kill Clove, but he knows one thing: it will make his family proud if he wins.

A clato fan fiction from the world of the hunger games, Brutal Bloody Cato and the girl with the knives find themselves falling in love in the worst circumstances. They both have the burning desire to bring victory and glory home to their district. They've both dreamed of these games their whole lives, but what if the games and the capitol aren't as giving and they were taught they were. Join Cato and Clove on a journey of discovery, realisation and love TW: clove has disordered eating behaviours in this book

I'm Clove Kentwell, and I volunteered for the 74th Hunger Games, I'm only 15, but I think I can win. I've trained all my life for this. I wont let it go to waste. BASED OFF THE HUNGER GAMES BY SUSAN COLLINS.

"I knew. I think I always knew, but..." District Thirteen has liberated several of the Victors from the arena and is giving them a chance to live under their regime. They work on the properties of order and pacifism; characteristics that are foreign to Clio Kentwell. Her plan for revenge isn't over, just shifted onto President Snow. She wants a piece of justice. Book Three in the Cato Hadley X OC "Game" series. Takes place in the 76th Hunger Games (District Thirteen)

█ ｡:* ──── 𝘪𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘪𝘤𝘩 𝘵𝘸𝘰 𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘩 𝘦𝘯𝘦𝘮𝘪𝘦𝘴 𝘪𝘯 𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘤𝘵 𝘵𝘸𝘰── 𝘤𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘬𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘸𝘦𝘭𝘭 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘥𝘭𝘦𝘺── 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘦𝘥 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺-𝘧𝘰𝘶𝘳𝘵𝘩 𝘩𝘶𝘯𝘨𝘦𝘳 𝘨𝘢𝘮𝘦𝘴 𝘵𝘰𝘨𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘯𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘱𝘱𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘬𝘪𝘭𝘭𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘦𝘤𝘰𝘮𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘪𝘤𝘶𝘭𝘵? 𝐍𝐎𝐓𝐄──── this story features gore, blood, alcohol, substance abuse, ptsd, death, and trauma. cato x clove // clato [the hunger games] [book one] TOP RATINGS #1 in CLATO #1 in HAWTHORNE #3 in HUNGERGAMES #1 in CAREERTRIBUTES #1 in ISABELLEFUHRMAN #7 in HUNGER #1 in CLOVEKENTWELL

"Being the sibling of a victor makes you a liability. The gamemakers will make certain that Clove has an interesting games in order to avoid the appearance of any favouritism." "You've got to be shitting me!" Clio's first year as a mentor was always supposed to be easy; lapping up attention in the Capitol and learning the ropes of securing sponsorships. She was never supposed to be helping her sister through the ins and outs of the arena, but what's done is done. She'll just have to make sure the nation is ready for their second Kentwell sister in succession. Book Two in the Cato Hadley X OC "Game" series. Takes place in the 74th Hunger Games.

You made me fall in love with you in the most captivating and delicate way. With you by my side, I felt loved and free. You gave me a taste of heaven so don't you dare leave me. Stay alive for me even though I am the villain in our love's story. Or In which two Tributes met during the most important moment of their life and have to fight each other to survive. More informations in the first chapter. #1 Clovekentwell #1 Hungergames #1 Katnisseverdeen #1 Katniss #1 Clove #1 hunger #1 district8

What if the star crossed lovers were not the victors of the 74th Annual Hunger Games? In a world where Cato Hadley and Clove Kentwood won the games. 16 year old Clove is prepared to represent District 2 as the female tribute. Fearless and highly lethal when in possession of a knife, Clove Kentwell is easily a top contender for the crown...that is before haughty Cato Hadley volunteers himself as tribute to compete alongside her. * * * * "You don't understand how exhausting it is to keep pretending I hate you." he spits at me. His expression morphs into a mortified realization as it registers to him what words just spilled from his lips.