Maze Runner Aris Novels & Stories

“He wanted power, but he liked to be seen. This person… this Weaver… they are different. They’re invisible. They work in the dark. And their digital footprint is unlike anything I’ve ever seen.” Bella’s heart sank. “So… you can’t help us?” Aris looked up. His eyes burned with something close to excitement. “I didn’t say that,” he said softly. “I said normal methods won’t work. But this… this is a challenge. A puzzle only a few people in the world could ever hope to solve. If I crack this, I don’t just stop your enemy, I prove that even ghosts can be caught.” Then he added, voice harder now, full of something personal and deep: “If I take this apart, I destroy the last piece of George Reed’s

The alpha rogue even found it difficult to reply to Arther's attack. Arther's movements right now were so fast that they couldn't even to be read clearly enough. Arther, who was currently halfway under of Arlo's control, instantly turned metallic in both of his eyes, before he finally starting to deliver an even harder of kicks and punches to the Alpha rogue's body on there. Which instantly made the Alpha rogue hit the wall so hard, and wince in the pain in his whole body. He even coughed for a several times with the blood that coming out at the same time from his mouth and nose.

He won't look at me. "Up on the table, please," Aris says. I climb up. The paper crinkles loudly. I lift my shirt. My stomach is flat, pale. It looks innocent. Aris squirts cold blue gel onto my skin. I flinch. He presses the wand against my belly. The monitor flickers to life. Static. Then, gray shapes. I hold my breath. "There," Aris says, pointing to a tiny, pulsing blob on the screen. "You see that flutter? That's the heartbeat."