Beetle Blade Maze Runner Novels & Stories

I asked as if I wanted to. "They could shoot it down, come on," he pulled me along as we ran. I didn't know where we were running to, but I ran after him with a hammering heart. Soon I heard gunshots followed by the explosion of the helicopter. We were quite far so it didn't bother us. A maze came into view, a blue bushed maze with cherry blossoms. "What kind of maze is this?" "One I use for training my men. It might look like a regular bush, but it's actually bulletproof. This would give us enough time to escape." He explained.

Blade materialized a few feet away and both Luka and Jude came to a stop confused. Headlong I ran at them without thinking and walloped Luka in the gut. He doubled over in pain and Jude hesitated for a second deciding whether to help him or chase after me. That second of hesitation gave me the leverage I needed and I ran towards the house my chest burning from a need for air. Blade materialized just a few feet behind as I knew he would and I forced myself to not look back as I dashed up the driveway. One giant leap in my second of madness landed me at the door and I threw it open and flew inside. It slammed loudly hiding me from Blade and his rage and I heard him curse loudly as he came to a

Being able to do this while my teachers rot in hell with Titus Lancaster was another victory I ought to celebrate. Our first destination turned out to be a beach. “I will create a portal in the castle which would lead you to this place. This is a private property. When you want to shift and run, just open the door and you’ll find this place. Unless necessary, don’t shift in front of others again, Katniss. I don’t want anyone else seeing your naked body,” Blade said after taking off his helmet. Smiling, I turned to him. “Are you jealous?” His expression darkened. “If I’m jealous, those men who saw you naked would have been shredded to pieces by now. Since they are still alive, it means whatev

In the blink of an eye, he yanked the gun from under his seat and aimed at that shifting werewolf. Bang! The bullet pierced the middle of his eyebrows and that guy fell to his knee before falling to the ground dead. "HUNTER!" Emma screamed as he turned to look at her only to find several men coming out of the woods and charging at their car. "F*ck!" He cussed roaring the engine to life. He would give them a thorough beating, but he can't jeopardize his mother's safety right now. "Get down, Mom," He said as Emma got down covering the back of her head.

“There are wars you walk into with a blade and there are wars you walk into with a womb.” Before sunrise – The estate’s armory the room wasn’t on any official blueprint. Ellie unlocked it with two keys, one held between her teeth, the other tucked into the lining of her bra. Amy followed close behind, silent, dressed in men’s trousers and a white undershirt, a revolver already on her hip. Inside, the room was a different world — rifles polished to a mirror gleam, knives lined like teeth, silenced pistols packed in velvet.

"Dil, I am counting on you... Make sure, he is not coming back alive!" She grabbed the flute and went behind the house and climbed down the trench between the gap of heels. The place was quiet and has the potential to echo the sound which can be heard from miles away. The race started and all eyes were on horses. Durga was sitting there with finger crossed. Maya was calm but she couldn't understand how Mira agreed to give Dil to Damon. She wasn't expecting it at all. She saw Damon riding Dil perfectly and they were ahead of everyone but something wasn't setting right with Maya.

Darkness stretched across the eerie hallways of my childhood school. I was sixteen again, running, breathless, my heart pounding. Someone in a mask was chasing me, their footsteps echoing menacingly behind me. I turned a corner and stumbled into a hallway. Silence. They were gone. My breathing was ragged as I scanned the walls, and my chest tightened at the sight plastered everywhere—the name *BLADE*, bold and suffocating, smeared on every surface.

"Tell me what I am looking at." [Warning, Host Eva! Tier 2 Mutated Variant identified: Blade-Stalker. High speed, high durability, and lethal melee capacity. Your hunting knife cannot pierce its main chest plating. Avoid direct blocks. Structural damage to the immediate ledge is critical!] "I do not plan to block, " I said through my teeth, my eyes locked onto the burning red glare of the beast's eyes. The Blade-Stalker did not wait. It let out a loud metallic hiss that made my teeth hurt and its right arm swung forward fast. The bone blade cut through the air with a whistle aiming straight for my neck.

The Wooden Blade ​POV: General Vesh (Elara Vance) ​He was going to kill himself, and he was going to take my sanity with him. ​I stood under the canvas awning of the command tent, watching Kaelen run the obstacle course for the fifth time. His dark thermal shirt was plastered to his massive torso, slick with rain and sweat. Mud coated his arms and face. His bandaged shoulder was bleeding through the linen, a dark crimson stain spreading across his left side.

Viper bellowed, and suddenly the air erupted with bullets from his men. “Go! Now!” Blade roared again. I dropped to my knees at the manhole, shaking so hard I could barely keep my grip on Cruz. “How do I—” “Pull the damn cover!” Blade yelled. My fingers fumbled against the iron disk. It wouldn’t move. My palms slipped, slick with blood. “It’s stuck!” “Move!” Blade shoved past me, gripping the edge and heaving with all his strength. With a screech of metal, it slid free. “Get him down there!”