Maze Runner Collection Books Novels & Stories

Little did I know, the spark was about to become a raging inferno, courtesy of something far beyond the mortal realm. It started on a rainy Friday night. I’d come home exhausted from a long week, my blouse clinging to my skin from the downpour outside. I kicked off my heels, letting them thud against the hardwood floor, and poured myself a glass of merlot. The apartment felt emptier than usual; my last girlfriend had left months ago, citing my “workaholic tendencies” as the reason. Truth be told, I missed the warmth of a body next to mine, the soft curves and whispered promises in the dark. To distract myself, I rummaged through the old box of junk in my closet— relics from my rebellious pha

She hoped that it wasn’t an indication of how the rest of it would be. Hearty greetings from both Felix and Rex eased her mood considerably. Before long, she was joining in on the conversation about the best way to make it back to the surface. None of them wanted to spend one moment longer in that tunnel than was absolutely necessary. That was especially the case for Alice who still had an occasional nightmare about being chased by her cannibal companions. “I got the maps of the tunnels from Jeb,” Arthur bellowed as he bounded into the house, “and none too soon. There’s rumor that a lynch mob is headed this way.”

If he can see every move I make, how will I ever make a move against him? During my rampage of a small bookshelf on the wall next to the bed, I find classic books such as, The Catcher in the Rye, Adventures of Huckleberry Finn, and so on. Spotting amongst the classics a leather bound book with no title or author. I slowly open it and inside handwritten pages are revealed. May 12th 1998

My hands and knees are already scraped and bruised, and not all of it is from the hike! To be honest, there is nothing out here to keep my attention. There are no birds or other animals. Honestly, I stopped looking after I saw a colony of rabbits laying lifeless and molding beneath a black bush. It turned my stomach looking at the bunnies with holes in their matted fur.

Abby already felt guilty for lying to Kris about what happened to Megan in the UAE. *** Reading a book on the sofa, Abby greeted Max with a smile. John yelled out a greeting as he rooted around in the kitchen. “Are you eating again, bro?” Max asked. “None of your business, hoe.” “Make me some muesli. I haven’t eaten breakfast.” “Make your own damn birdseed,” John grumbled. “I’m heading to Lizzy’s soon.” Max sat on the edge of the sofa. “Are you enjoying your book?” “It’s an interesting book. Irena’s Children.” She flashed the cover, then paused. “You know what I’m reading, of course you do.”

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For one mile, I'd meditate on the gritty noise. And as quickly as it began, it ended when my truck made it to the asphalt country road outside Cross Acres. It was a straight shot from here to my house. I'd driven this stretch so many times, I'd swear I could do it blindfolded. As tired as I was, I was tempted to try. Fifteen minutes on a two-lane road with nothing other than pastures as far as I could see didn't hold my attention, even though the odd color of the sky did. It wasn't just Jack's ranch I worried about; my parents' farm was in jeopardy, too, as was every person's I knew. Our houses were all in harm's way. Mason Belle's entire way of life was currently under threat. Every abled b

Our eyes met as the door shut behind me. The maze of people that blocked my way earlier to reach room 3254 now were not such a hassle for me to surpass. This time around I just let them swallow me whole. As I reach the doors I can see Leah Meyers, the woman at the front desk, looking at me with the same hazed expression as earlier. I locked eyes with her for just a brief second, before I burst through the glass sliding doors as it opened. The weather is quite hot today, unusually hot. A strange ringing sound started to sound in my ears. How strange?

- I told him. He nodded and pulled several books out from one of the stacks and set them in front of me. I opened the top book and ran my fingers over the runes in the title. It was beautifully written as if each word was drawn with love and attention to detail. Now that I looked at it, it reminded me of a combination of Norse and Old English. Nerrian pulled his chair closer and pointed to the first word, speaking it in my mind than out loud in Draygonian. With his help, I repeated the word over and over again until I perfected it.