In the rugged woodlands of District 7, fate dramatically alters the lives of Hazel Marlowe and her younger brother when they are reaped for the 15th Annual Hunger Games. Soon, their story captivates the people of the Capitol with a morbid fascination.

Senator Coriolanus Snow has spent the last five years honing his craft as an apprentice gamemaker under Dr. Gaul, making a name for himself. With his sights set on the presidency, he is determined to make the 15th Annual Games the most memorable to date. When the girl from District 7 with a tragic story, catches his eye, he sees an opportunity and begins to take a very public interest in her.

Determined to protect her little brother in the arena, Hazel must navigate not only the deadly challenges of the Games but also Snow's web of perception and manipulation. ~The intensity of his scrutiny felt like a physical weight, pressing against her with an almost suffocating force. Then his piercing stare softened into a smile, one so well-crafted and timed it seemed nothing less than a rehearsed performance. She was walking a fine line by challenging a man who held her and her brother's fate in his elegantly gloved palms.

With long strides, he closed the distance between them. His gloved hand took hers. The softness of his touch clashed violently with the dread coiling in her stomach.He leaned closer, the warmth of his breath against her ear contradicted the chill his presence invoked as he whispered, "Be careful, Miss Marlowe." ⚠️ This is a Hunger Games fanfiction after all, so it will definitely have moments of violence, death and possibly self harm.

**This is a fan-created work inspired by Suzanne Collins' "The Hunger Games" series. All original characters and overarching story elements belong to their respective copyright holders. This fanfiction is a homage to the original works.