Books Similar To The Maze Runner Novels & Stories

The force of gravity in the room seemed to suddenly increase, threatening to drag her to the floor. Get over it. You knew damn well this was going to happen. Just . . . move on. She looked over her shoulder to finally take in the rest of the space. Her father’s bed lay inside one of the corners, the mattress a size too small for a man of his height and covered with the same camo blanket that rested on her own. A large bookcase lined one wall, its contents a hodgepodge of classic and paranoid—“Survivalist,” Emma corrected herself—literature. She scanned the titles. Finding Tom Sawyer and The Anarchist’s Cookbook resting beside each other conjured demented scenes of the scamp lobbing improvise

Everything led back to her and our kiss and I wanted to do it over and over again, and more. I fell on the bed, kicking my shoes off and picking up my favorite book. La Divina Commedia, a three-part poem about the travels through the three regions, Hell, Purgatory and Paradise. It was an immediate distraction from my tormenting thoughts and the fact Emiliana was only down the hall. Or so I thought. Soft knocks, almost inaudible, tapped on my door. Louder ones followed before the door swung open.

“So this game, they said it’s a magical labyrinth, and whoever makes it out first wins. You form a team of two, place your hand on this crystal ball, and it teleports you to a starter spot. Do you want to be on my team?” Ah, I’m well aware of the game Amber is talking about, and honestly, I don’t want to participate in it. I’ve watched too many movies with labyrinths to be excited: Harry Potter, The Cat Returns by Studio Ghibli, Maze Runner, Pan’s Labyrinth, and I believe there even was a creepy Labyrinth in that series Locke & Key. And in all of those mentioned, something bad happened in the labyrinth. But when Amber pouts at me with this incredibly cute face, I realize I don’t have it in m

Maddie squinted at her over the top of her old-edition of Fantastic Beasts And Where To Find Them, pushing her glasses up her nose "Well I'm not done reading it yet" Olive scoffed "When will you be done? When the book ends its misery by committing suicide?" Maddie looked up and smirked. This was one of those fights two people who loved different genres of novels usually had, each on her high horse, insisting that her genre was better than the other. Between Maddie and her best friend it was more of an intelligent cerebral tussle than a fight. Their love of books was one of, or probably the only thing that binded the two girls together, perhaps other than the fact that they both had lost thei

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The bookshelf was just as tall as Andrew so he could easily access the books there. The bookshelf had all sorts of books, ranging from fictional novels to nonfictional novels, to educational novels and textbooks. Her eyes caught titles like; The Redwall series by Brian Jacques, Caddie Woodlawn by Carol Ryrie Brink, The House on Mango Street by Sandra Cisneros and a lot more. Even the Encyclopedia was in his bookshelf. And there was also some novels on the basis of business and finance. The book the lad was currently reading was The Absolutely True Diary of a Part-Time Indian by Sherman Alexie.

Well, I can spend almost a whole day in a huge bookstore. Angelo picked a post-apocalyptic book about survival and zombies. I’ve seen him watching a zombie television series last time. Maybe he’s into those kinds of books until now. On the other hand, I picked a cozy high fantasy with a low-stakes book. I’ve read a lot of things about this book on the internet. But ever since we moved to the town, it is not feasible to reach a bookstore. This is the perfect time to read the book along with a drink that we’re going to order.

It started out with the beginning stages of a war, the main character building an army of werewolves to defeat their arch nemesis. Vampires. Fucking cool. I can't stop thinking about it and push myself out of bed, going to the kitchen and grabbing the book. I settle back in bed, cracking the spine and pulling out my bookmark. I start to read and my eyes begin to grow heavy. The next thing I know, my alarm is blaring and the book is laying next to me, open to the page I fell asleep reading at. I shove the bookmark in, setting the book on my bedside table before getting up and stretching. Basil does the same, making that cute whining sound he does when he yawns.

Sadly, it wasn’t meant to be as the screams get louder before another long whistle blows making me think they got hurt, or worse. Just then another horn sounds off. This one lower and almost baritone, like a foghorn. Then the sound of rocks shifting could be heard, like an earthquake as the walls begin to move on their own. Some lifting while others shifting into weird angles. Kinda like the hunger games, and the weird terrane that tries to kill you as I'm forced into a different passage before it could crush me. What in the world? Moving walls? Are we suddenly in Panem? "For crying out loud” I yell more to myself than to anyone else, realizing this game wouldn’t be considered fair. As this