The Scorch Trials Novels & Stories

With each careful step, she pondered her choices, her mind focused on the task at hand. As Scarlett successfully maneuvered past the traps, a sense of accomplishment fueled her determination. She was proving herself worthy of the title bestowed upon her. The trials were challenging, but she refused to falter. The deeper she ventured into the temple, the more treacherous the trials became. Swinging blades narrowly missed her, and collapsing floors tested her agility as she leaped from one platform to another. The temple seemed to come alive, intent on keeping its secrets hidden. Amidst the trials, Scarlett's connection with the universe grew stronger. She felt the invisible threads of energy

“You told me once you were addicted to my face. Said it was your drug. Well… it’s gone now. Just scars. So please—go find someone whole.” “I’m so sorry, Jake…” Ariana choked out. “Sorry?” I laughed bitterly, my head shaking. “I wish sorry could fix it.” And then—something warm touched me. A hand. Small. Soft. Real. It was Liz. I knew how her hands felt. “Jake…” Her voice was soft, trembling. Her eyes were dripping with tears, but she didn’t look away. She wasn’t afraid. She wasn’t disgusted. She was just… there. She touched my scars like they were nothing, tracing them without being disgusted.

The crowd separated, leaving Cassandra standing alone, humiliated. Eddie placed a hand on Natalie's lower back. "Let's go." They rode down to the parking lot in silence. Her silence, his anger. With every step came words unspoken. When they reached his car, Eddie borke the silence. "Next time, do not do this. Do not walk into the fire to test to see if you can handle the heat." She looked out at the window, barely more than a whisper. "I didn't want to test myself. I just needed to remember who I was before others decided who I should be."

I had the strength—and the means—to bring the entire Specter family to its knees. "I… I understand," Carrie said with great effort. Then, humiliated, she turned and fled in disgrace. I watched her retreat, eyes like ice. She just got what she deserved.

Sparks of molten energy hit the shadowed Wraith, twisting fiercely and breaking up every illusion, piece of old enemies, and temptation into bright molten sparks. Flames of molten silver flew from the guardian's eyes across the area. "Moonbound, you made it through the fourth trial. Your bravery, instincts, and bonds have proven themselves. But the final trials are coming up, and they will test everything you hold dear." Kael growled, his amber eyes wide. "You did it! You kept us all safe!" Thorne had bright golden eyes and said, "I made it through the fourth trial. Moonbound, your pulse... anchors the Silver Heart like never before."

He bowed his head, forehead touching her hand, trembling with relief and fear all at once. Elora wiped a tear from her cheek. “Selene… thank you for saving my daughter .” Selene didn’t smile. “Don’t thank me yet.” Caius stepped closer. “Why?” Selene turned to him, her voice low and steady. “Because that was not an attack.” Aria stiffened. “What do you mean?” “That was a trial run,” Selene said, eyes darkening. “A simple tug. Dianne wanted to see if she could reach Nerina.”

“You keep that up, people will start thinking you’re worried.” “I am,” I said simply. “Because I know what this place does to people.” That shut them up for a moment. I almost smiled. The desert trials weren’t just about skill they were about control. The environment itself tested you. Heat, mirages, shifting ground, creatures that shouldn’t exist. It broke even the strongest warriors. And this time, the prey wasn’t just animals. Marcus must’ve noticed the look on my face. “You think something’s wrong, don’t you?”