Vince Maze Runner Novels & Stories

This someone has been forgetten back then, this someone destroyed me before. But today, he will dominate me again, hunt me and become his obsession this time. In Vlaze Kingdom, I am the Vampire's Obsession. NOTE: This story is a work of fiction. Names, Places, Incidents are only imagination of Author. Any resemble real names, places, co-events and locals are just coincidental. Thank you! God bless! Ps: plagiarism is a crime

man I just locked eyes with. Nightcrawler. Somehow it makes perfect sense. The pale, dead skin, red eyes that looked like it had never embraced sleep for at least a thousand years now, and that creepy, endless grin he keeps throwing at me makes my whole body shudder in fear. I reek of it, and the nightcrawler more than anyone else could fucking tell as his grin went impossibly wider, stretching to his sharp-edged ears. What a creep. "Fucking wear your seatbelt, Ava!" I snap my wide eyes at Hunter as he punched the gas, ultimately running over the nightcrawler blocking our path. I can't stop the squeal from escaping my throat as I felt the car hit its body with the loudest thud before it roll

"We shower together then. Don't want you out of my sight." She smiled sleepily. "I was hoping you'd say that." Vince stripped her, running his hands over her body as he pulled the clothing away. Each scrape and bruise was another nail in Zach's coffin. The man had hurt Vince's woman and he was going to pay with his suffering before Vince allowed him to go to hell. He had a man keeping an eye on Zach in the hospital, where Zach was recovering from broken ribs, a broken leg and a serious concussion. According to his doctor he would be out of the hospital in a couple of weeks.

He rushed at Javier. Anne and Vince went over the edge. Javier heard the rapid steps, spun on Ruben, and fired. The rifle’s blast reverberated across the icy mountain ledge. Ruben’s vision filled with blood.

He pulled out and drove across the road and into the parking lot. He looked at the vehicles that were parked in it. There were a lot of out-of-state plates. Several were from North Carolina. He pulled up the file from Tito to see if there was anything on Kevin’s vehicle. Kevin’s driver’s license and plates were still registered in North Carolina. He looked at the make and model and plate number. Tito was an amazing hacker. Tito probably wasn’t even his real name. He drove by the cars again and spotted the car. Right make and model. He looked at the license plate number and they matched.

I allowed it. But deep down, I was broken. My kids—lost. I wished I could kill him a thousand times more. “I’m okay,” I lied. “Let’s go home.” *** Vince’s POV That couldn’t be my end. I couldn’t die just like that. I hissed, walking around the maze-like tunnel I found myself in, the moonlight visible. No. I wouldn’t die like this. Not after everything. Just then, I heard a voice. “Vivian? Is that you?” I hissed. “Come, let’s have a fair fight.”

Why did he want me driving all the way to Lazaro’s suite first? “You better get moving, beauty,” the man pressed, interrupting my thoughts, his tone snarky, “you might wanna have some fun before you die.” I swallowed hard, my trembling fingers tightening around the wheel, and as I eased the car out of the driveway, and onto the highway, I searched my mind desperately for a way out of this..without getting hurt. Or ending up dead. An escape from this lunatic with a cable tie behind me, whoever he was.. This probably had to do with the mafia, but how would I know? He could be a psychopath too..

The veins on his hands clearly indicated that he was very enraged. “Emmy, I don’t care where you are hiding, or if you have already switched back with your sister, but I will make sure that I find you even if it means turning this world upside down. I will make sure to punish you for what you did today.” Vince was driving through the rain and his gaze was glued on the road like an eagle’s. Just as he was about to make a sharp turn, he saw a lonely figure, drenched in the rain, walking aimlessly on the road.

She hit hard at the back of his head with the magazine of the gun. Mia also made cast in the tiny bathroom. She sat on the toilet pan adjacent to Amad. She was clad in nothing but a white towel. Cleary, she was confusion and afraid. Her trembling hands and tearful eyes gave testament to that. "Who... are you?" Amad stitched out a question in a stammer. The Gunny pushed the hoodie off her head and took off the mask. A smile dazzled across her face. She was nothing short of beautiful. "I'm your nightmare," She coldly responded. "But you... You can call me the Runner."

he reassured her. Rebecca nodded, but her anxiety grew again. She hadn't expected Vance to be the most seriously injured. "From the scene, after hitting the first person, the car not only didn't slow down but actually accelerated," Gabriel explained. "Vance took the full force of the impact. He was thrown against a pillar and then hit the ground. The car even ran over him as it sped away." Rebecca closed her eyes and shook her head desperately, too terrified to recall that moment. She couldn't imagine what Vance would look like when he came out.