The Maze Runner Scorch Trials Book Novels & Stories

“They smell like Scarvyns.” A hush fell over the room and I stiffened. Someone else sniffed the air. “Are they Scarvyns?” A ripple of shock. Of disgust. The Jorran girl’s smirk vanished. “Why would Scarvyn scum want to compete in the Luna Trials? Why would you want to be the Alpha King’s mate?” Maeve just smiled sweetly. “You’ll find out soon enough.” The Jorran girl’s eyes burned with suspicion. I let out a quiet scoff. “But you probably won’t survive the first trial anyway.”

Then I find a way to destroy the Council without becoming them. Dax is waiting. Micah is waiting. Luna Rose is waiting. I will not fail them. --- Before sleep, I reached through the bond. Dax. Brynn. You're alive. I'm alive. I passed the first trial. I felt it. The darkness. The voices. You stayed with me. I will always stay with you. I closed my eyes. The Shepherd's voice whispered one last time. The second trial is Blood. You'll have to fight. And I know your weaknesses.

Then scorched earth crashed in. Rex's pheromones hunted out from the corridor, barreling through the space between lily-of-the-valley and old paper. The char of wildfire. The bitterness of pine resin. The crack of superheated stone. It didn't probe. Didn't entwine. It swallowed. Old paper held its ground. Scorched earth wouldn't pull back. The three scents twisted into a garrote in the air, cinching around my throat, tighter with every breath. Every inhalation I took was laced with three flavors. The acrid dryness of cold paper. The choking burn of wildfire. The feral sweetness of lily-of-the-valley run amok. They fought inside my lungs.

I nodded slowly, trying to memorize every word. "The second day is the Trial of the Labyrinth," Earth continued, her voice dropping lower. "It is a massive underground stone maze beneath the pack. It is filled with deadly traps and silver-tipped spikes. But the real danger isn't the maze itself, Tamara. It's the other contenders. In the labyrinth, there are no rules. Attacks from behind are expected." "And the final day?" I asked, my voice trembling slightly.

The icy water stung, but it washed away the dirt, the sweat, and some of the shame clinging to me. When I dressed again, I lay back on my blanket, staring up at the sky. “Is this what I’ve become?” I whispered. “A runaway… soon to be branded rogue if I don’t find a pack fast enough. The Moon Goddess gave me a mate only to take him away. Why?” My words faded into the night, carried by the sound of the rushing water. Eventually, exhaustion pulled me into sleep. When I awoke, dawn had painted the forest in gold, but the pain of Rafael’s rejection still burned through my chest like fresh fire. Slowly, I rose and went to the stream.

“The Trial of Will. The Trial of Dominance. And the Trial of Truth.” A murmur rippled through the chamber. Zade’s jaw tightened. “Survive them,” Morrex said, “and Ironclad will recognize you as one of its own. Fail…” He let the sentence hang. Zade lifted his chin. “Let’s begin.” Morrex’s eyes narrowed slightly. Then he gestured. The runes flared. Pain hit instantly. Not physical—not at first—but mental, invasive, like icy fingers sliding into Zade’s thoughts. The world around him blurred as the chamber faded, replaced by darkness.

Seeing that it was near her homeroom made her feel happy that she may get in the classroom before she was noticed. Laughter and the sounds of a female with a high-pitched voice that felt like nails on a chalkboard filled Alice's ears. Her gaze went down the hallway as she went to pass it. Morgan was there with her boyfriend the new Alpha Jared Stone. He had just turned eighteen and after this Friday at the full moon, he may be able to find his mate. Everyone thinks it will be Morgan, his dad’s Beta’s daughter. Her brother Josh, the new Beta, was down there laughing and punching the Gamma Luke in his right arm. They were the popular kids. The ones Alice tried to avoid. Her legs began to move

Scent filled the clearing—rich and copper-sweet and absolutely mouthwatering. I ate until my stomach ached. Honey-mead warmed my chest, spreading pleasant heat through my limbs that made everything soft around the edges. Kael and Rhiannon ate first, as was proper. Strong. Alive. Together. Fear's grip loosened another degree. Maybe we really had made it through the worst. Maybe the nightmares were finally over, and we could build something lasting from the ashes. The Trials of the Moon started while I was still licking grease from my fingers. Sparring circles erupted with cheers as warriors tested themselves against visiting pack members. Blades clashed. Wolves partially shifted, letting claw

Cassy grimaced when she looked in the mirror. Not because of the dark circles under her puffy eyes or the flat side of her hair, that she’d had to peel of the door that morning, but because of the skin-tight red dress she wore. It had been left on her bed while she took a shower to distract herself from the finals of the Luna Trials taking place. It was just past midday, and her stomach was twisting with a nausea that made her want to curl up on the floor again. At that moment, the final round of the Trials was well underway somewhere in the pack, and Sarah and Roan were battling it out to become the next Ash Mount Luna. And Jace’s mate.

The pack had to navigate the maze, but each tunnel was unstable and could collapse at any moment. Sarah took the lead, "Stay close and keep moving! We'll find the way through together." With each step, they felt the ground shift beneath them, but they held on to one another, guiding each other safely through the treacherous maze. After what felt like an eternity, they emerged into the light, victorious. As they caught their breath, the guardian spoke again, "You have faced the instability of the earth and triumphed. The next trial awaits." The second trial tested their communication and trust as they were separated and placed in different sections of a dense forest. Each pack member had to s