The Book The Maze Novels & Stories

But right now, with all I’ve beheld I believe him when he said, this was going to make up for home. He was intent on doing just that after Cameron had mentioned to him in the letter that this was our honeymoon. My attention had soon been snatched by polished furnitures stood at an end of the room, and by the window side was a mini flower vase, bearing artificial plants. Centered in the area was a king-sized bed, stacked with pillows here and there alongside a maroon-coloured duvet which looked like it would drown anyone who went in it, and placed on the bed was card, with the words

Overly specific ways of greeting, talking, serving, and even smiling Honestly, it's tedious, but I should be grateful because I can easily have it worse. After hours of being in the room alone, I decided to take a walk. I passed the narrow corridors of the maiden quarters going out to the palace exteriors. I could see several buildings, most of which I had no idea of their use. I looked toward the eastern part of the palace and spotted the maze. It's a hedge maze of flawlessly shaped green shrubs that ran almost endlessly. I walked into it with my book in hand, hoping I don't get lost. The shrubs stood at about 7 feet towering over me, yet the sun beat down on my skin warming me with its u

He nodded slowly and before he could say anything more, the bedroom door swung open. Erick and Jess stood at the doorway; they were both breathless, so we knew they were running. Jess held one of the thickest books I had ever seen; it was a large brown book with golden decals swirled throughout the cover. In the front of the book, in a silvery oval was a white infinity symbol I didn’t quite recognize and then written in white above the symbol read: Book of Magic. “Woah…” I breathed, staring at the book. It was real.

Her wanderings led her to a momentary pause, her gaze fixated on a room visible through the translucent Thai glass. Intrigued by the mysterious room, Hazel gingerly turned the knob and stepped into what appeared to be a sanctuary of knowledge, lined with towering bookshelves. The air inside was laced with the scent of aged paper. What is it? Is he really fond of books? Her fingers traced the spines of the books. Unable to resist the allure, Hazel reached for a book titled "Little Women." Leaning against its edge, she resisted the urge to sit and instead propped herself up, opening the book to its first page.

This whole place was starting to look like a maze. “I just have to get out of here soon,” he mumbled to himself. He wasn’t a fan of books, but he was going to do all he could to make sure that he found the truth. Finally, he settled on 4 big books that were laced with images of tree monsters. They were actually a thing, and it was crazy that no one had realised this till now. He pulled the books to the nearby table and dumped them on it. One had a lock, and he skipped that since he didn’t have a key. Focusing instead on the other smaller books.

Maze glanced at Ryan, subtly turning her neck over her back, sighed, and then look forward to finding something at least interesting to read. Maze rummaged through some book of romantic genre, which she was just doing in the thought of passing her boredom. "Romance...Hum.... Boring," Somebody spoke to her side, making Maze flinched as the book in her hand was about to fall on the ground. But the lady had sharp speed, as she caught the catch before it can reach the ground. Maze widened her eyes in shock and admiration at the same time. But she was not at all happy to hear such remarks from a stranger, and her eyes lit up with annoyance.

Maze is reserved on the outside, cold to some but soft as a marshmallow underneath it all. In a way, Maze reminds me of myself, and now I'm beginning to understand that we belong together. Maze is my mate, and I can't stay away from her anymore. She has those kinds of eyes that can see into your soul and captivate you on the spot. I'm already placed under her spell, unable to break free.

___________________ Daeira POV I stood at the edge of the maze, arms folded over my chest, my heart thumping like a war drum beneath my ribs. The sun was hanging low now, casting everything in that buttery gold light that made even the bloodied and bruised look a little magical. I couldn’t help the way my foot bounced anxiously as I waited. Then, movement. A figure stumbled out of the shimmering finish line. Then another. And another.

"Mr. Rogers. You located the boardroom. How. enterprising. The maze was behind them. Now, they had to face the minotaur. —-

"What? Why are we wasting time? Guys?" Rashid heaved as he tapped his forefinger on the opened history book at a certain paragraph. It spoke about how the dungeons beneath the king's mansion were huge and divided into different rooms. Each passage led to a different room; and each room was further divided into several rooms. It was kind of like a maze. A wrong passage would take them to the wrong room and they might end up getting stuck in a room that's far away from where Hunter and Claire were held hostage. "Are we going to unwind the other passages then?" Levi's query was answered with a small nod of head. "Okay, let's do it quickly."