Maze Runner: Scorch Trials Free Novels & Stories

"I don't need a car for a mountain pass, Austin. Stop stalling." He let out a shaky, hysterical laugh. "You don't get it. This isn't a drag race. It's a Shift-Run. The forest is rigged. Silver wire, pressure plates, spring-loaded spikes. The first one to the summit gets the prize. The others... well, the crows need to eat." Behind him, four massive wolves stepped into the moonlight. Their fur was matted, their eyes bloodshot with the use of enhancers. They weren't there to race. They were there to hunt.

He had connections throughout the Northern Territories, allies on the Council, enforcers who'd hunt her down if she tried to escape. And she had no one. No allies to call. No safe haven. Luna's hands trembled as the weight of her decision settled over her. She was going to run. Even if death waited at the end of that road, she'd take it. Because dying free was better than living in this gilded cage, slowly poisoned, slowly erased. At least she'd die knowing she'd finally made the right choice. Even if it was three years too late.

Scar turned back fully her eyes scanning them taking notes if the bodyguards,how many minutes will it take her to beat this people up, nothing more than ten minutes,but her health,she can't risk fainting halfway in a fight. “You all get out from my property,this is a private property and this is trespassing” Scar said,they paid no heed as more cameras flashed,and more annoying questions were asked. “Did you lose your memories” “Did you have a grudge against everyone,so you disappeared to make them suffer for not standing up for you” Scar walked out as she got on a tractor, She turned the engine on ,it roared to life,she shifted the gear as the tires moved forward,the reporters screamed still

Xander’s POV. A cool breeze blew by rustling the trees in the distance. Up ahead, the moon cast its warm glow above the earth, illuminating everything under its wake. Stars twinkled in the background, like tiny specs against a pitch black canvas. The sight was beautiful and I could get lost out here if I stayed here long enough, but no matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't distract myself from the matter at hand. I'd found my mate. If I hadn't experienced it earlier today, I would have said it was a silly prank from someone, probably Sabrina. Or perhaps, I'd been worn out by my long travels and I was beginning to hallucinate and see things.

I took the hospital gown which Nicole had thrown over to me and quickly disappeared behind the curtain I had changed behind earlier on, shifting back into my human form, I hissed as I finally felt the effects of the wound. The pain was worse than what I had been feeling in my neck two days' ago and when I looked down at the size of the wound, I knew that I was going to have another scar to add to the collection I was slowly gathering. But at least this one was a real battle wound. Damn silver. I am going to have to have words with the Moon Goddess about that. You do that and perhaps I won't have a hideous scar to show for my idiocy once the would heals.

His eyes fell on me immediately I had that thought and my blood ran cold as I wondered if he read my mind and was going to target me for that. I knew nothing about their world and how they operated but after watching Michael, I could tell that killing anyone for any reason seemed very possible for them to do. “And who's the beauty here with you? A doll for the night?” scar face asked and Michael adjusted in his seat before placing his arm behind me while he maintained a scary and heated eye contact with scar face. He was obviously being protective and that made my heart flutter. “Meet my wife, Taylor Rover… Rafael” Michael said pointedly and scar face, whom I now knew as Rafael, started to c

I felt proud. When we reached the stage, Favian’s grip on my hand tightened, and he led me up the steps. The murmurs grew louder, and I knew that they were all surprised. I hadn’t realized how much I missed the warmth of belonging until this moment. The Moonbeam Pack had rejected me, but here I was, about to be introduced as the Luna of one of the most powerful packs in the region. The master of ceremonies, a dignified older man with a voice that echoed through the hall, stepped forward.

Their glowing amber eyes scanned the arena hungrily. Smoke escaped their nostrils with every breath. Their claws carved deep grooves into the stone floor as they walked. One let out a roar so loud my ears rang. I instinctively stepped backward. “Oh…” Sera hadn’t mentioned this. The announcer smiled broadly. “The first trial!” He pointed dramatically toward the beasts. “The Trial of the Infernal Riders!” The crowd roared in approval. “The rules are simple.” Each contestant must mount one of the Infernal Beasts, Remain on its back and complete one full lap around the arena.

"If it's the forest, that's fine. I don't understand why you all acted like it was a terrible thing to say." "Scarlett," Caleb groaned in an exasperated tone and sighed. "Why don't you let Jordan tell you about the trial first. You might end up changing your mind." Scarlett knew she wouldn't change her mind no matter how horrible it sounded, but she didn't argue. She just nodded. "Alright. Let's hear it." Jordan cleared his throat again and unrolled a parchment. "The first challenge is the trial of the body." He began. "In this trial, you'll have to survive a full night in the forest, alone, with no protection, and no weapons to defend yourself. You'll have to rely on your own strength, agil

Mara would be facing not only two candidates, but two visions of what Silver Moon used to be. Daniel looked at Mara. “You can request postponement.” “No.” I said, “She won’t.” Mara gave me a sharp look. “Don’t agree with me too fast.” “I’m not agreeing. I’m observing your stubbornness.” Daniel almost smiled. The final trial began at dawn. The arena had been changed overnight. Wooden structures marked a mock border village. Smoke charms created low visibility. Volunteers played injured civilians. Council guards acted as rogue attackers. Each candidate would be judged on response order, civilian survival, warrior command, and wolf control.