Brenda Maze Runner Novels & Stories

The Beast Alpha I went back to where I left the women. I stood at the distance watching them to talk to ghost. The one who had been keeping an eye on them. I kept looking between them wondering who the breeder was. It couldn’t be the omega. She looked so naïve and the way she kept letting the other one do as she please with her was obvious she wouldn’t kill anyone. However, the other one looked alert and if she was capable of anything. Her eyes looked as if they had seen many horrible things. I didn’t know what she was and that concerned me a little. She wasn’t a werewolf as she didn’t have one.

The harbinger of evil and death. “Go on, make a go for it,” she goaded. Laura's eyes—dark with fear—caught Jenine's. Her fingers clung tightly to her joggers. Jenine shook her head. “Don't, Laura.” Her last experience had taught her something. They were hunters. They loved it when their preys ran, scrambling away from them to safety. “It's now or never Jenine,” Laura whispered. She pushed herself off the rock. “No, wait,” Jenine tried to hold her back but she slipped through her hand, sprinting away.

Brenda said smiling She hadn't even executed any of her different plans and everything seemed to walk perfectly Brenda had bought a portion from a magician She was going to taste it on Antoino, and the pretty lady she had brought to get married to Antonio “Hmmm, how do I finally get this job executed without anyone finding out?”. She said touching her face suspiciously Just then her phone rang immediately It was Mira,the pretty girl she had brought for Antoino to wed “Ooh my lovely Angel, how are you doing”. “Am fine ma’am,I got your text message to meet you at his place to night,am already outside the building”. Mira responded politely

ROSALINE’S POV: "Well, this is a pleasant surprise,” I said, a smirk on my face as my eyes fell on the person I had expected to see here. Brenda. She had a smile that stretched to her ears, and I can only imagine the mischievous things that were going through her mind. She wore a pair of white bum shorts, a baggy black tee shirt, and sneakers. Her eyes were shielded by a pair of dark sunglasses, and her hair had been tied up into a bun.

“Then I’m right beside you. Whatever happens.” When they pulled up to the front entrance, the heavy metal gate buzzed open slowly, and the first person they saw was Brenda. She was already waiting on the sidewalk, a scuffed navy duffel bag at her feet, her shoulders hunched slightly as if she still expected to be turned away. She looked completely different from the sharp, furious woman they had last seen in the burning warehouse—her hair was pulled back in a plain low ponytail, her face was free of the heavy makeup she used to wear like armor, and the hard, possessive fire that had once burned in her eyes was gone, replaced by a quiet, weary peace. A tattered copy of The Little Prince peeke

“She was the one who told me something I never expected. That Mrs. Elizabeth was her runaway patient.” Brenda’s body tensed. “Runaway patient?” “She lost her memory years ago,” I explained. “Dr. Helen has been searching for her ever since.” Brenda’s mouth parted in shock, but no words came out. For the first time since I started talking, she looked truly speechless. After moments of massaging her temples with her fingers Brenda finally spoke up. “ I know of her memory issues but I didn't know she had that for so long. She didn't even like it whenever I talked about it.”

My brow furrowed as I concentrated on my fire to melt my binds. "Your binds are flame retardant. We aren't stupid," Brenda growled. I looked toward the sky and wondered why I had run from Noah like we were still toddlers. I gritted my teeth and cursed myself for getting into this predicament. I was angry mainly at myself. Brenda shoved through the brush and towards a couple of ATVs. I felt a shiver of cold and glanced over at my side and noticed the black shadow darting around. I grinned slightly under the tape as a feather-light touch caressed my cheek and the shadow twisted around Brenda.

Willow voiced her thoughts. "Azrian won't allow it. And you should know better. No one can cross Azrian when she is in her beast mode, least of all Claire. And Claire may be human but she is smart," Reagan shot the question down the drain. "Does that mean she is in danger?" Willow paced the length of the room, her hands clenched at her sides. "I-" before Reagan could reply to Brenda, the remaining teammate came barging into the room. Brenda is a mage and an empath.

"No, I'm not ready, let alone am I sure we're doing what we have in mind, but there's no other choice, so let's go get my brother." The two set off with a couple of weapons, nothing else, they had no specific plan, other than the bravery and stealth that accompanied them, Brenda was motivated by the betrayal Gary had done to her and Lea by saving her only brother. When they arrived at the forest, they approached the great mansion, the bar was at the back, the 4 warrior wolves were guarding the great door, and Brenda was made on a rock, which illuminated the light of the moon that was half full, inexplicably began to create with her hands some disturbing figures, which had forms of naked wome

Brendan said, motioning for her to follow him through the threshold. “Alright,” she said, holding her breath as she stepped through the door. “I'm just gonna watch, though.” “Attaboy,” he said, kneeling down. Before she could protest, he roped her arm around his neck and hoisted her onto his back. “Brendan!” Bella cried, startled as he took off toward the edge of the forest, laughing. “Oh come on, this is one of the least weird things we've done together.” Before she could complain again, they had joined the others within the shelter of the trees, and he put her back on the ground. Bella noticed Hunter was nowhere to be seen, but Clarence and Jason were already stripping down.