Maze Runner Janson Novels & Stories

He wore a mask and a hoodie so no one was able to recognize him. “Your car is still a virgin Carrillo.” “Yes, it is, Mario. Sadly, it's not mine, it belongs to my boss.” Carrillo shook hands with Mario as everyone was happy to see Carrillo, knowing that it had been a while since he raced. “It can't measure up to mine. I have enough nitro to take me around the block, so basically I'll be flying and you won't even see my lights.” Mario challenged Jason. “So you wanna race?” Jason asked,

"I am the one who runs this part of town. Mendoza crossed the line so now he is dead. If you double-cross me you will die too. Do we have an understanding?" I pressed send and there was an immediate response. ”I understand, you had to do what you had to. May I know the name of the man I am dealing with now." I typed my reply. ”Jensen, Jensen Daniels. I will be in contact." I put the phone away and sat at my desk and sipped on my drink. I took a deep breath and laid my head back, what a day.

Jaxson POV I am just beyond livid. Thank the fucking Mood Goddess that people decided to sleep in and not be on time for the sorting otherwise our warriors would have been all over and not been able to get these rogues! Kyle and I were running full speed, leaving our warriors behind us as we were faster. Mason was just a little behind us otherwise, just knowing our mates were in the center of it was terrifying.

“Are you telling the truth, Sergeant Larson?” A high-ranking officer from the capital of the country said in astonishment with his eyes widened. Zayn nodded and said, “Yes. There’s no point in lying about this incident.” “According to your description, the foreigner is the leader of the Murican fighters and his name is Johansson. He is an absolute powerhouse who received body modification in Murica. He is extremely powerful and many of our country’s skilled fighters have been killed by him over the years…” He was implying, ‘Are you sure that you injured such an awesome fighter without getting a single scratch on your body?’

Thousands of eyes locked onto the gates. Dax and I rode out slowly, side by side, our tires transitioning from the asphalt to the glowing mud. We didn't draw our weapons. We just rode with the quiet, terrifying confidence of the Speedrun King and the Architect of the New Game. We stopped ten yards from the leader of the Revers. Up close, the mercenary leader was a mountain of a man, covered in tribal tattoos and scars, a heavy chain wrapped around his knuckles. He revved his chopper, a deafening challenge that echoed through the jungle.

I say to myself before I brush my teeth, throw on my training kit and run down to the training grounds where the others are waiting. I yawn behind my hand, barely registering the bitchy comment Lana throws my way as I move to stand by Megan. Jaydon sends us off on our usual run as he sets up what promises to be one hectic obstacle course. He's even roped in Beta Harris for this one. Coming in second to last, I glimpse at the course with some dread. It looks like the leadership team have watched Indiana Jones a few too many times. Complete with see-saw balancing beams and swinging logs, I'm glad when I get pulled to do it last. Maybe I'd learn a few tricks from the others first. We take turns

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.

Ron came with the drinks, two bottles alone since the four won't go about drinking a bottle each. A/N Drop a review, readers. Um... I hope your day went well. Over here it's night so goodnight lovely readers. Hopefully, I will finish the next chapter and publish it quick. After the near lunch, the four drove to the sanctuary. Kyle drove them with his car while Mia texted Todd and told him to puck her bike from the college. RAVEN'S ABODE Scorpion blade. Kyle marveled at the bold writing on the top of the big building and spacious land. It was nothing near to a church, more like a fancy refugee camp but wilder. It was a beautiful sight to behold.

Jaxon traced his thumb over her wrist where he’d held her down earlier. “You’re going to ruin me,” he muttered, half to himself. “Pretty sure we’re ruining each other,” she murmured back, curling against him. For a rare moment, he looked almost human. Not the Don, not the man who ran an empire, but just Jaxon, quiet, thoughtful, dangerous in a different way. “Zane’s moving faster than I thought,” he said finally. “Too many shipments are getting intercepted. Someone’s feeding him intel.” “Someone in your crew?” Raven asked carefully.