Mazerunner Novels & Stories

I ran my hands through his hair screaming his name. "Yes.. yes.." I groaned as he grabbed my ass. He turned my body around and started to thrust my body from the back. He squeezed both of my breast hard and he released himself inside of me. He turned my body around and kissed my lips hard. "M.I.N.E" He smirked.

"Can you actually run, or are you going to be a problem?” "I can run." "You are already limping." "I said I can run." He turned left. I ran. The maze was three floors, connected by stairwells that were not marked on any visible map, so you either found them by moving or you died waiting. The walls were concrete panels on slow hydraulic tracks, moving inward at a rate that was almost imperceptible until suddenly it was not. A corridor that was eight feet wide became six feet, then four, and if you were still in it at two feet, the sensors registered you as eliminated, and the panels completed the job.

Frank said. "Exactly Mr. Frank, so even if they get access to this elevator, it would be of no use, it's remote-controlled," Maze proudly revealed. "You sound like you built this place," Frank said. "Maze is a specialist who builds places that are hard to access or escape," I told Frank. "Ha, Maze. I get it now," Frank nodded thoughtfully, clearly impressed. Her name was a pun on what she did for a living. The elevator door slid open and the three of us entered.

Being jealous of a being who can have total power over me…I wouldn’t be that stupid. “Not as much as you. I didn’t follow her like a puppy dog around the castle. You did. I can handle it. In the meantime, do everything in your power to stay away from her.” “I will. Trust me.” “Great, now say, fetch Max.” “Fetch Max,” I repeated. At this max zoomed out of my room and reappeared like no time had passed “Take this.” Max handed me a glittering purple vile. “What is it?” I asked.

She must have lots of money, I thought… After 3 minutes of waiting, a young man and his driver's head in the direction of this pretty-looking car. The driver held the car open for the young man to enter. Damn, I've never seen a man so beautiful. The young man looked terrifying but tall and handsome. He had dark, shiny, and full hair. His eyes were blue, almond-shaped, and had a radiant sparkle. His wrestler's shoulder perfectly complemented his Spartan physique. His movement was tiger-like. It seemed like he possessed a latent, leonine power or he was filled with purpose and authority.

Genevieve tried saying but her voice trailed off “Sighs… you really didn’t notice, the Hunter god actually gave you three gifts but it seems you all were ignorant.” Sword-saint Predator said with a sigh “Really???” Marcus asked in excitement and stars seemed to appear in his eyes “Yes, first he gave you the legendary twelve rune talent, with such talent becoming the most powerful Hunter is not impossible, then he gave you the gift of life, without it you would have died already as several people were already envious of your talents and would have killed you instantly if you were given any other gift and lastly you have me as your grandpa.” Sword-saint Predator said in a profound manner and b

"Just a little game." He shook his head. "I can't be a part of this." "Don't worry, darling," she said, reaching around him. "You don't have to be." A loud noise burst through the clearing. Emma cried out as she watched McWhorter fall slowly to the ground, his hands pressed to his belly. He was staring up at Jen, a look that was more disappointment than surprise in his eyes. She stood over him, his gun in her hands. "Such a nuisance," she said, kicking him so that he fell over, his legs trapped beneath him. "Not nearly as helpful as I thought he would be."

I managed to laugh, though it only lasted a couple of seconds because of the pain which surged through my neck. I moved my hand to hold onto wound in an attempt to relieve the pain, but it didn't do all that much other than remind me of the scar which I was going to have left once it had healed. I was also reminded that Link was the one who did this to me. But then I remembered what Kyros told me. Alpha James had drugged him and messed with his mind, he was nothing more than a weapon in that asshole's game, a game I didn't want to play anymore.

After all, jumping from window to window would be a lot faster than going down and up a flight of stairs. There were two games that Zen knew were good options to train his running skills. The first was a straightforward reflex runner game called Maze Runner. He had to collect speed boosts in the game to complete the maze level and avoid running into walls as he ran. The second game was a personal favourite. It was an obstacle running competition against an artificial intelligence opponent. While the game did not have many in-game elements, the controls and special animation effects were what made the game so thrilling. It was called Street Sprinter.