Brenda Maze Runner Novels & Stories

If this young woman thought she could deceive or warm up to me with a few lies, her brains were fried. Just then, I noticed Tessa. She was standing next to Aunt Belinda. She slowly turned to my side still with a smile on her lips. But as soon as her gaze fell on Brenda, her smile instantly disappeared. Without wasting a second, she started matching towards us. Brenda must have noticed her coming because the next second, she said to me, her tone urgent, “I will go rescue Emily from Mum. Good night Mr. Moore.” Brenda was almost ten steps away before Tessa could arrive. She actually escaped luckily.

Grace scratches behind my ear, distracting me momentarily as I lean into her touch, a small smile on my snout. “I guess we should be going now. Airia packed this bag with food for us so we will be good to go all night.” Grace states, her hand leaving my ear as she moves to my side. I bend down, allowing her to climb onto my back and relish in the feel of her eight on me while she stretches out. Her hands come around my neck, her fingers interlocking. With a small sigh, she lets me know she is ready and we take off. I allow Amelia to take the lead with Sunny on her head, the little Pixie telling the blonde wolf when to turn in the maze like walls of trees that the Fae have created to protect

Not the whole pack this time, just the core group: Darius, Thomas, Magnus, Zeus, Jack, Elder Cassia, and the witch. The Broker appeared exactly at dawn, from nothing like reality simply forgot it wasn’t supposed to be there. “Luna Kiera. Are you prepared?” “As prepared as I’ll ever be.” “Then we begin.” The Broker’s form shifted, and a portal opened beside it. Swirling darkness that looked like it led nowhere and everywhere simultaneously. “The Trial of Sacrifice. You will enter alone. No weapons, artifact protection, or mate bond to guide you. Just yourself and your choices.”

The soft hum of the forest breeze drifted through the open window of Jade Figueroa’s room, carrying the crisp scent of pine and earth. It was early morning, but Jade, a 19-year-old with wild dark curls and piercing gray eyes, was already wide awake, pacing the length of her bedroom. Her frustration was palpable, radiating off her in waves. She was a wolf of the Lake Crescent Pack, born into the powerful Figueroa bloodline, yet her life felt like a gilded cage.

After that, I’d walk away for good. Staring at his face, I breathed deeply in and out several times. Brigitte couldn't bear to see Darcy's attention on me, so she took his arm and said, "Darcy, Ginger has been spoiled since childhood so don’t let her get to you." I almost laughed when I heard what she said. I, Ginger Folan, was spoiled? How dare she?! "Ginger, there will a Hunting Competition at the Spirit Fall tonight. Darcy will take me there. Are you going?"

Because I’d been marked for death by the alpha, my only hope for survival lay in outrunning them through the dense underbrush of the woods. My breath was getting shorter. I was already tired and I didn’t think that I could run anymore. Yet, fueled by a mother’s instinct to protect her child, a supernatural energy surged through my veins, giving me the strength to push forward. As I ran, the pain in my protruded belly intensified, each contraction a harsh reminder of the things that I had endured. I looked up to the moon, a silent witness to my agony who offered no solution, and prayed to the moon goddess to help me out and save my baby and I.

The way they even acted like she don’t exist it’s quite surprising too. Amanda continue to walk around smiling as she look around the garden area until her eyes caught a very big maze after the mansion garden. Amanda gasp in amazement as she have been dreaming of exploring a maze on day in this her boring life and here it is looking at her waiting for her to come explore. Amanda look around and immediately she find out everyone was busy doing their work, she gently walk towards the maze and walk through the entrance but she never knew Aaron McNair maze has only one way in and out.

Sure enough, when I was about to land, I sensed many sharp Mackenzie sticks poking out of the bottom of the pit. Fortunately, I was prepared. I stretched out my arms to grip the walls of the pit, and carefully slid to the bottom. Although I was mentally prepared for whatever sight would greet me, my heart still twitched badly when I saw Brenda covered with blood. She was unconscious and seemed to be barely able to breathe. The ground of the pit was painted scarlet in her blood, making my flesh crawl. "Brenda!"

I ran in that direction without thinking, stumbling over roots and coughing against smoke until the burning hut gave way to a darker patch of clearing around a large old tree. There, Sharmon stood with one arm locked around Brielle’s neck and a knife pressed against the girl’s throat. Brielle’s face was wet with tears, her body held rigid by terror, while Sharmon’s eyes glittered with the kind of madness that made the flames behind her look almost reasonable. A few steps away, Maze stood with a gun in her hand, her stance firm but her expression tight with frustration because any careless move could send the blade into Brielle’s skin. Luna was beside Maze, one hand pressed over the bandage c

"Tell that shit to Raze when he comes back and finds Luna dead!" Her eyes flew open in shock. "D..ddd…eadd?" She stuttered and Brent even grew more agitated at her question that seemed exciting to her. "You're the fucking Chief Maid, but you left your duties and let your other girls beat her up to death. Gamma Bryan wasn't an example right, She had better wake up before he comes or.." Brent stopped as he felt a presence behind him with that scent. "Or What?" Raze asked him, walking in with his guards and looking like a runaway model with his spiky brown hair and Adonis's face, He wore ripped Jeans with a customized White Canvas that had his name on it and a pure white Polo shirt.