Oh, The Fun We Two Have Together.

Gale Is Mine. I Am His. Anything Else Is Unthinkable.

It's Impossible To Be The Mockingjay. Impossible To Complete Even This One Sentence. Because Now I Know That Everything I Say Will Be Directly Taken Out On Peeta. Result In His Torture. But Not His Death, No Nothing So Merciful As That. Snow Will Ensure That His Life Is Much Worse Than Death.

The Eleventh Plague Hits Disturbingly Close To Home An Excellent, Taut Debut Novel.

Mutually Counting On Each Other, Watching Each Other's Backs, Forcing Each Other To Be Brave.

The Sensation Inside Me Grows Warmer And Spreads Out From My Chest Down Through My Body Out Along My Arms And Legs To The Tips Of My Being. Instead Of Satisfying Me The Kisses Have The Opposite Effect Of Making My Need Greater.