Maze Runner Jacob Lofland Novels & Stories

Jacob suddenly burst into laughter as he imagined the scenario. Magnus looked utterly baffled. Watching his friend laugh wildly at his phone, he almost suspected madness. He pressed a hand to his friend's forehead, frowned, and muttered, "Strange, no fever at all. Jacob, what's so funny on your phone? That creepy laugh of yours, I thought you'd lost your mind." Jacob immediately cleared his throat and adopted a solemn expression. He tapped into racing clips of Amelia and held the phone out. "Look! Her racing skills are insane, she could wipe the floor with the world's third-ranked driver!"

I turned in time to see Lora spinning, blades slicing in a deadly arc, her body moving like wind through trees. Mara tried to block, but Lora feinted, stepped in, and drove a dagger straight into her neck. Mara’s eyes widened. Then she dropped. Lora didn’t celebrate. She just turned to look for the next threat, face grim, eyes glowing. To my left, Michael and Jacob were still going at it. Sparks flew with every hit. But Michael was relentless. And Jacob—he’d changed. The man that somehow managed to wreck havoc on my relationship with Elara with the help of Kieran. His strikes were wild, frantic, like someone desperate to win something already lost.

“Anything would be faster than driving.” “There is always flying?” Jacob suggests. “I’ll stick to running.” I tell Jacob, laughing. On the first day of the training camp, I remember seeing Jacob. He could barely run, and he had legs his whole life. He’s probably only starting to understand his wind gift. I wouldn’t be putting my life in his hands. Not when Darcey needs me. He pulls up outside of a diner, not long before nightfall. We ate a lot. We were going to need an energy boost. We plan on our wolves running hard and fast.

Kenny's pov When the hunk of a man asked me for my name I hesitated only for a few seconds, my wolf has been screaming in my head about all four of them being my mates but I ignored her. I couldn't have a mate as I was destined to die after I kill the son of a bitch alpha. She tried to tell me something but I blocked her out, not wanting to get my hopes up of a happier life. That was why I decided to give them my name, I had nothing left to lose. "It's Kenny, Kenny McKenzie alpha of the extinct White Moon pack" I answered him with my head held high and shoulders straight. The shock and disbelief on their faces almost made me laugh, but the sadness of my words stopped that in its track, if I

I can feel his panic as it collides with mine, but it only furthers my speed. -Are you hurt?- I ask but receive no answer. -Jacob, where is Axel?- I shout through the pack mind link. -I can’t see him- Jacob responds and I force my legs to carry me faster. -He moved into the woods outside of the courtyard- Jasper says out of breath

Jacob's M16 rifle knocked down one of the monsters. "Shit! Why are they in this game?! Captain Arnold didn't say anything about this," said Jacob while hiding behind the trees. Some of the beasts were looking for Jacob by sniffing through their noses. "There are too many of them. I have to save my bullets to beat Eren” said Jacob. He tried to escape from the creature by running as fast as possible. With his special ability, Jacob had no trouble escaping and avoiding the creature. Until a few moments later Jacob saw an old building on the top of the hill.

“Assign teams to each. Trackers with every group. Anyone who finds Sarah’s scent reports immediately… no one approaches alone.” “What about us?” Jack asked. “The Steel Vultures can help search.” “Do it.” Darius was already heading for the door. “Everyone searches. I don’t care if we have to turn over every stone in this territory.” The next two hours were controlled chaos. Bikers mobilized. The Steel Vultures spread out on their bikes, covering ground faster than wolves could run. Magnus arrived with twenty of his best trackers. Even Zeus sent word that Stormclaw was ready to help if needed.

His eyes held a softness that sparked a warmth within me, a warmth that had little to do with the blazing fire nearby. Refueled and reenergized, we ventured out for the next activity - a snowshoe race. Strapping on our snowshoes, we set off. We stumbled over hidden snow mounds, fell into fresh snowdrifts, and struggled to stay upright. But every fall was met with a helping hand, each struggle followed by peals of laughter. Jacob’s team, with their impressive coordination, clinched the victory. But the sight of our usually composed CEO stumbling through the snow, his laughter echoing off the snow-covered trees, was a victory in itself.

13 - Ruby Fridays — ۩ Racers, you have reached the final mission of your game - Midday Mile. This racetrack is full of danger and deception, with death awaiting at every turn. The Midday Mile racetrack awaits the final challenge for the eight racers competing for freedom. The racers have been provided identical high-performance racing cars for the ultimate test of speed and endurance. The track is one mile long and divided into six laps. Each lap contains different obstacles designed to slow and fail racers down to doom. If you wish to escape this arena of doom, you must cross the finish line first and claim the missing piece of the map that will show you the exit.

She emphasized Jacob's name and glanced over at Madison, who rolled her eyes. Stunned by Alex's comment, Madison gasped and placed her hands on her face like she was shocked. "We have a whole team. I thought Jacob was the team," she sarcastically muttered under her breath. "According to his personal close friend 'ego,' he is the team." Madison was now doing her football stance and flexing her arm muscles. "He passes, he runs down the field to catch his pass, and goes in for a touchdown," Madison yelled and threw her arms up. "He is Jacob Lovell, the West Lakes football team." She finally ended her rant and sat back down.