Janson Maze Runner Novels & Stories

Kayson said, “Hansel will help you to familiarize yourself with the company’s affairs as soon as possible, Uncle Jason. I believe that you should know more about what to do next than me.” “Of course!” Jason chuckled. How could he not be familiar with managing a huge enterprise? He operated Triumph Land Corp., which was a huge business! “How about you? What are you planning to do after this?” Kayson said, “I’m going to Mount Clouverdant.” Jason was astonished. “Mount Clouverdant? Why are you going to a deserted place like that?” Kayson’s expression changed ever so slightly. “Deserted place? Is Mount Clouverdant completely deserted, Uncle Jason?”

~ Runa ~ I dream of memories that are not mine. Images forcing their way through my mind, images I have no recollection of. I didn’t know Josie as a small girl, running through long uncut wild flowers in the meadow…this memory is not mine…it did not belong to me. It isn’t me chasing her…it is Jaxon. It has to be. Jace is running by his side, he may be too young for tattoos but you can not mistake that cheeky grin that continues to follow him into his adulthood.

He is a well built black man which long braids. JB is well… JB. He’s my older brother and honestly doesn’t have the best mental state. He is an adrenaline junkie and acts without thinking about the consequences. I guess all crews need to have their crazy or wild animal. JB is short for Juan-Ben. He has a scruffy beard and ginger hair. We have different fathers… thank goodness. Then there’s me. Jason Hinral. I’m the youngest of the crew and the getaway driver. “Jason, you coming?” Axel called, which made me snap out of my thoughts. The rest of the crew had already walked into the house and waited for me to join them.

My mate on display like that. Jason was something of an enigma to me now. He had many masks, other than the one lying beside his plate, and I couldn’t be certain he hadn’t been messing with me, until he said, low, “Forgive me. I didn’t know the extent of what they were planning.” “Red or white?” “No rosé, Alpha Archer?” “That’s for pussies, Lycan. Want to go upstairs and don a dress?” “I’ll stick with water,” he said.

/// time skip - 1 week /// For. Fucks. Sake. I don't want to go back to Jaxon, its not something I want to do, its something I have to do, theres a big difference. when I head downstairs everyone is there waiting for me, last night they threw a party that just consisted of us, pizza and a shit ton of alcohol, there were smiles all around and laughter, but now all is see is a wave of pity and sadness. As I sit down in one of the comfy chairs, Ash come over to me and hands me a box, "just in case they keep you for longer" the box holds a small ankle bracelet and it has small silver sharks and dolphins on, then Jasper speaks up, "it has a tracker in it, if you break the tracker will set of an a

he answered. Jan Wilson thanked him and asked him to follow her but Robert Mallow refused. Jan Wilson insisted but he held his ground that he was not going. With tears in her eyes, Jan Wilson got on her horse and continued her journey to Jingle state. She looked back and called his name but he didn't reply. A few moments later, she got out of the jungle. Jan Jay was surprised to see a crowd waiting for her at Jingle's border to the jungle. Jan Jay was excited to see her father and narrated everything that happened in the jungle to her.

, knowing that my next words might shatter the fragile truce we'd established. "It's about Tyla." Jason's expression darkened immediately. "What about her?" "She's in trouble," I said. "Jonathan has her imprisoned." "And this concerns me why, exactly?" His tone was cold, but I caught a flicker of concern in his eyes. "Because I need to get her out," I said simply. "And I can't do it alone." Jason laughed again, shaking his head in disbelief. "So that's it? You want me to help you break into Jonathan's compound? Risk my life again for your crusade? After what happened last time?" "I know it's a lot to ask—" "It's insane is what it is," he interrupted. "Do you have any idea what they'll do to

he replied. “Will it be?” The Knave’s teeth flashed in a grin, and he stepped into the entrance of the maze. Jasper glanced over his shoulder at the house, it’s windows all lit in a brilliant display of excess, the music carrying across the garden to where he stood. His parents would be angry at his absence, he knew. But… He looked into the maze. The Knave had reached the first intersection and was about to turn right. “Left,” he said and trotted to catch up. “Take the first left.”

"Thank You. Once I get inside my place, you can carry out the plan." "Yes, sir!" the manager kept grinning widely, and James was like that too. Only Grey who pouted all along. James then walked to the elevator to go up to his penthouse, but Grey still didn't speak and came in with him. "Where's my mask?" James held out his hand to Grey. Instead, Grey reached into the paper bag he was carrying and pulled out a Jason mask. Jason Voorhees is the main character in the famous horror film Friday The 13th.

Just willpower and precision inside a maze of fractured thought. Leah’s voice threaded through the storm, steady, grounding. “Jason, listen to me. You’ve got this. You were made for this.” “I wasn’t made for anything,” Jason shot back, eyes narrowing at the shimmering lattice before him. “But I damn well learned.” And then….he found it. One line. Almost invisible. A faint shimmer, thinner than a strand of hair. It didn’t belong. The flaw in Andrew’s perfect prison. “There,” Jason whispered. “There you are.”