Grievers Maze Runner Book Novels & Stories

I think my heart stopped for a second, but it seemed a lot longer until I finally came out of the initial shock and gathered my senses. I tried to think, think - what would Hunji, and Lamia do? The answer wasn’t coming to me, and I saw another one of these things crawl down the side of a building and began tearing into another fighter. The screams were deafening as were-cats burned and then convulsed before dying, the creatures swarming our fighters. “Tawny!” I turned to the voice, to see Mason “Let’s go!” He waved to me.

" No alarms. If the rest of the unit sees Marcus bleeding before the grid is clear, the purists will bolt into the ridge." The lower bypass smelled of old iron and sulfur. Marcus and three of his supply runners had already cleared the first biometric lock when we cut the lights. The dark didn't last three seconds—only long enough for Ezra’s vanguard to drop from the overhead ventilation shafts... It was a slaughter. Marcus was on his back in the shallow water of the drain, his boots kicking uselessly against the rusted grate as I walked up. He had two rounds in his stomach, his hands slick with his own dark blood as he tried to look up at the catwalk.

93 Geoffrey glares at me through his swollen eye slits, but I smile back because karma is such a fucking bitch, and these people are about to get a rude awakening. The row was long and dull, and the nonstop ringing of the church bell wasn't making the mood any better. The hemp rope biting into my wrists reminded me that this wasn't a cruise under the stars. The glowing lamps from the docks were coming closer and closer, and in a few moments, the boat was steered next to a wooden ladder nailed to the high dock. Shit Do not ask me how I got up the ladder without hands, but my body is covered in bruises

“You never told me that, baby girl?” Christian’s voice floats my way as Jenny nudges me gently and nods across the aisle. I had finally gotten into my book after all and blanked them all out as I was pulled into a magical world of Vampires and Werewolves fighting over human girls. I look up nonplussed, catching Arrick glancing my way with that infuriating unreadable expression and yet a softness to his face that I haven’t seen in a long time. He almost looks a little bit happy and it just makes me feel shittier.

The Guardian’s whisper returned, but this time, it wasn’t a warning. It was a command. "RUN." Lena didn’t need to be told twice. Cassian grabbed her hand, yanking her into motion as the chamber caved in behind them. Dust and debris rained down, filling the air with choking darkness. They sprinted through the tunnel, the book clutched in Lena’s arms as the ground trembled beneath them. Whatever had been sealed behind that second door—it was waking up. And it was coming.

The lengths that we would go for each other had been set in stone. I was sure now, that regardless of anything that could or would happen in the future, I would always have her by my side. The End The Reaver Chronicles: Book 1: Raziel (Complete) Book 2: Raphael (Complete) Book 3: Ramses (Complete) Book 4: Rowen (Complete) Book 5: The Keepers (Complete) Book 6: Rayne (Complete) Obsidian: (Spinoff based in the same universe)

I dump my bag on the floor and read through the shelf while pulling books out and mumble as I go. ‘Even a book can be dangerous in the wrong hands.’ ‘Ignite.’ ‘Hell is empty and all the devils are here.’ ‘You’ll make bad choices. Sometimes you’ll choose the best of bad ones.’ ‘Tuesday is Fucked.’ ‘Everything’s a game. And now it’s your turn.’ I have a stack of about 10 books before I abruptly stop. "Next isle." I say and we walk up and down the library isles. I climb and jump to get books off of shelves and Aidan has to catch me a couple of times when I fell.

AVERY'S POV: I bolted from the thicket, leaving the gruesome scene behind me. My pulse thundered in my ears as my bare feet slapped against the damp, cold earth. The maze loomed, suffocating in its enormity, its hedges closing in like walls of an unending prison. I didn’t care about getting lost anymore—I just needed to keep moving. I didn’t think about Axel, bloodied and monstrous, or the guards, or even the possibility of being caught. Survival had taken over, and every breath burned as I pushed my body past exhaustion.

"Can you actually run, or are you going to be a problem?” "I can run." "You are already limping." "I said I can run." He turned left. I ran. The maze was three floors, connected by stairwells that were not marked on any visible map, so you either found them by moving or you died waiting. The walls were concrete panels on slow hydraulic tracks, moving inward at a rate that was almost imperceptible until suddenly it was not. A corridor that was eight feet wide became six feet, then four, and if you were still in it at two feet, the sensors registered you as eliminated, and the panels completed the job.

The Labyrinth – Exit Cave Tunnel– Night The labyrinth shook beneath their feet as they ran, the ancient structure groaning like a dying beast. Rocks tumbled from above, and walls split open in bursts of sand and dust. Each step was a gamble—loose rubble, hidden crevices, sudden collapses threatening to swallow them whole. Their torches cut narrow cones of light through the pitch-black tunnel, flickering wildly with every tremor. Boots scraped against damp stone as they dodged debris, breath ragged with fear and adrenaline. Ahead, the faint sound of dripping echoed through the corridor—slow, deliberate, like the cavern itself was counting down to its last breath. They halted at a crossroads i