The Scorch Trials Amazon Novels & Stories

, I came out of my car and I wasn’t surprised when Scarlett came out wearing a long face. “You bitch!” She said as she walked towards me. “Can we do this later, I got work. Thank you” I said dryly and made to enter my car but she was fast to touch me by my hand. I quickly removed her hand from my body like it was a plague and looked at her angrily. “Never in your life, I repeat, never touch me with that hand you uses to give my dad a hand job” Scarlett looked pretty embarrassed as I said that but she was quick to cover it up with a scoff.

This way you wouldn’t have to put up with me… Yes. You should just lie down and accept that you’re going to get torn to pieces by those monsters, how fitting of an end it is. I mean your family did cut into you and throw you away like you were the dirt on the bottom of their shoes, they wanted you to be bait. They wanted you dead. In their defence I would have done the exact same. That’s exactly what that scar means it’s why you should give up. You were meant to die when they used you. My eyes sting as tears and sweat enter them, I should give up. It would be better for everyone if I just stopped trying. Is that what I should do? Give up? Like a coward?

The Luna trial challenge consisted of three phases. The trial of the body, the trial of the mind and the trial of the soul. Each trial was attempted on separate days, with a two-day interval in between. That morning, Scarlett sat beside Dylan in his study, listening to Jordan as he fully explained the trial to her. "Once you begin, you can't back out." He was saying. "If at any point you give up, it will be assumed that you are not capable and strong enough to rule the pack beside the Alpha."

' He poured himself another glass of scotch, his other hand running atop of his slicked hair. Christian's manhood hardened, his hands itching to feel her skin yet again. He whispered to himself after sipping the burning liquid, eyes fixed on the wall. I will find you, even if I have to turn the entire fucking city upside down.

Scout (raising a dagger): “No. But it will stop the awakening.” He lunges. She stumbles back, slipping on the stone. Her hand scrapes along a jagged edge—blood blooms. Her crimson streaks spiral into the water. Ceres (gritting teeth): "Stop—!" Suddenly, the entire spring flares red. Steam hisses. Boiling bubbles rise. The scout falters—then screams as the water surges like molten lava. His armor glows. His skin peels. Within seconds, he's ash.

It was in an open circle in front of a huge tree trunk that was covered in vines shaped like hands reaching out hungrily toward them. Scar tried not to look around at the faces of the goblins gathered there, instead keeping her head high and staring straight ahead. She refused to give them the satisfaction of seeing her fear or her sadness. The gentle morning breeze carried the scent of flowers, and she breathed it in, trying to keep her heart from running out of her chest.

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.

A wave of heat slammed through my body. Visions flashed: me choking Kael, burning Riven, screaming at Thorne. I screamed back. “No!” Fire erupted from my chest in all directions. The illusions shattered. And the flames bent back toward me. Not to kill. To bow. Second Trial: Passed. I barely had time to breathe before the final test began. The firewall rose ten feet high, then dropped suddenly. The air turned cold. It was so cold I could see my breath. Then, the possessed Elder stepped forward.