Maze Runner Winston Novels & Stories

Winston's eyes darkened, but he let the jab slide, turning his attention to Christina and Aspen instead. He straightened his posture and flashed what he believed was a charming smile. "Good evening, ladies. My name is Winston. Winston Wright, from the Wright family." He practically growled the last two words, emphasizing his family name.

His natural coordination with Gabriel made their pace swift. Meanwhile, Mason was determined to earn five stars for winning first place. The participant with the most stars at the end of the day would receive a mysterious grand prize, which he planned to gift to Nyla. The two teams remained neck and neck as they neared the last ten meters. Wilhelm noticed that Mason and Damon were slightly ahead of him, and anxiety crept in. He subconsciously quickened his pace.

It was probably directed at the distant memory of what his friend had been turned into. Oh God. My heart throbbed painfully for my mate. He had been through a lot. Too much. He had been through more shit than I gave him credit for. My heart went out for him. "It was hell healing Winston," Gwyn whispered, shivering at the memory. "The physical and mental scars never left him and the whole experience traumatized him badly. He had nightmares for so many nights, but the experience made him tougher and he started learning and training on his own. We met up with him three times a week to help him train and spar with him and before long he became better than all of us.

Hazel said with a tinge of pride in her voice. Winston rubbed his balding hair which had very few measly strands left on it. He was agitated. He made nervous movements with his hands. He paced the ground, rubbed his face, and glanced severally at Lance who was still behind him. "We cannot trust her, Winston! We can't!" She could hear Lance try to advise Winston. Hazel paid no mind to him. She had gotten to Winston. She had already set ablaze the candle of hate and there was nothing that could put it off now rather, it could only grow till it finally burnt out.

CHAPTER 49 MONTANA'S POV The announcer started, "That was quite a game and the winner is Mr. Vincintore. It seems like Mrs. Vincintore had missed." "What noooooo????!!", I said sadly, really I almost cried I wanted to win badly. "Mr. Vincintore fired first but Mr. Vincintore dodged and aimed his laser gun as he slid gracefully, the laser beam found its mark just as Mrs. Vincintore recoiled from her missed shot", the announcer concluded.

I fell in love with the right man. "She can go with you after she ate lunch with your mom." Wesley said. "That's true." "No.. I will take her." Leon said and I chuckled. "Fine." Marie said. We both looked at each other and he mouthed 'I love you' to me. I winked at him as the answer. The End

I gave it everything I had, keeping my eyes on the track until we were back in the spot. “For the speed test, coming in third we have Prince Asher of Crystal pack. Coming in second is Prince Xavier of Red Moon pack and coming in first, Prince Vance of Half moon pack,” I saw the proud grin on his father's face. One of the guards adjusted the board and although Xavier did not get ahead of him, he was close and Vance was now ahead of me by more than three points.

Winston said, "Zara, Chris is my cousin. We're the only two boys in our generation of the Moyer family. In my second year of high school, I saw a photo of you on his phone, and you left a deep impression on me. "After you broke up with him, I met you a few times and was moved by your optimism and strength. Last time, I specifically went to your training place to see you because I wanted to meet you. "Zara, let me properly introduce myself. I'm Winston Moyer, and I'm 21 years old. The reason I sought you out today is to tell you that I like you. I know that because of Chris, you probably don't want to have anything to do with anyone from the Moyer family.

Winston climbs into the driver’s seat, glancing back at us. “I tracked her,” he explains. “That tracker we installed in her phone when she moved—thank goodness it worked.” I nod with focus entirely on Juniper. Winston’s eyes widen as he takes in my state. “You’re half-naked.” He reaches for the passenger seat, tossing me a change of clothes. I glance down at my bloodied chest and torn pants. “Drive,” I snap as I grab the clothes, hurriedly putting them on. “I want you to call my mother!” He begins to fumble for the controls in the car, then he sets up communication to the Shadow Pelt pack.

Rivendell Runs summons a surge of energy so impressive it’s as if someone has injected him with a combination of Relentless and drugs. He belts towards the finish, past Twilight Grey and Captain Tom. As the two of them cross the line, there is a hum in the crowd as everyone looks round, bewildered. Who won? “The winner is….. Rivendell Runs,” confirms the commentator as a deafening roar surges through the racecourse. “Followed by Captain Tom in second, Twilight Grey in third and in fourth place is Prancing Pony.” “Fucking cunt,” curses Chris, shaking his head. It’s not clear if he’s referring to his horse or Scott.