Winston Maze Runner Novels & Stories

Now let's go. The guards stepped forward and tied the blindfolds. Total darkness swallowed me. I was led to my starting position on the left side of the maze. My other senses immediately kicked into high gear. I could hear the rustle of the wind, the distant cheers of the crowd, and the slow creak-creak-creak of the vine cage lowering Raven toward the ice. “Are we ready?” Maddox’s voice boomed through a microphone. “Kings, on my mark... Go!”

"Welcome to the Gauntlet Run. Racers will navigate a three-mile course through the Ravine Sector. Only the top four finishers advance. The rest are disqualified." Disqualified. Such a clean word for what really happened. The course map appeared on the screens. Narrow pathways, collapsing bridges, and a stretch called the Killing Floor where the path split into three routes. According to Ash's intel, only one route was safe. The other two led straight into traps designed to look like accidents. I touched my helmet, feeling the tiny camera Juno had installed. It was active. Recording. "Racers, take your positions." I moved to the starting line. A girl next to me was shaking so badly I could he

"I saw a river in the Oasis not far from here. Then a huge white wolf appeared and led me downstream, beckoning me to follow. Kalyssa, it looked like your wolf. Anyway, we came to a warehouse. When I flung the door open, there were cages inside." When he stopped, I went next. "I saw a farmhouse on the edge of the Oasis. Humans were working but were enslaved. A slave driver reared back his whip and struck one of the humans. There was a huge warehouse to the right of the farmhouse. Then I zoomed inside, and Rush was sitting at a wooden table speaking to the other heads of Nightshade." Elias was next. "I saw a mountain range in the desert, but at the base of the mountains were caves. Weapons ar

I couldn't tell if he could hear me or if he was even listening to me, but Winston nodded his head all the same and I felt a wave of relief wash through me. His face was scrunched up in slight pain though and his eyes were still shining. My eyes traveled down to the makeshift bandage we had used for his leg and I could see blood on it again. I sighed. "Maybe you need to see a doctor for the leg?" "Marco just used dark magic on my Delta." Winston's voice halted my train of thought and I searched my memory for where I had encountered the word Delta before in Christine's note. "That's the head of your warrior wolves right?"

Maze shifted from one foot to another being uncomfortable under their gaze, she never realized all this could make her feel awkward. Ryan meanwhile signaled a maid to inform the movers to shift Maze's luggage upstairs, which was done soon. Ryan turned to his mother and said ignoring his mother's expression, "Meet my best friend, Maze Hamelyn. She is the only family I had when both of you weren't there with me among the stranger in an unknown city,"

Suddenly, she felt an urge to ensure Marvin's fingers were safe. But why was she even considering this? The hacker Winston hired was incredibly skilled. Therefore, it was only right to postpone the plan to hack his phone for now. Millie retrieved her phone to text Marvin. She was planning to tell him that the plan to sabotage Winston's phone required careful deliberation. However, before she could finish typing, Marvin's message arrived. It was as if they could read each other's minds. Marvin: "Boss, it's done! In three minutes, Winston's phone will be useless!"

The symbols matched those in some books I'd read in the library on ancient witch markings. Hayden continued: "You have exactly forty-eight hours to find your way out. No weapons have been provided. No outside aid will be permitted. The last five to exit will be disqualified from the competition." A beat of silence. Then: "One more thing, while the maze contains many truths, there is one fundamental lie built into its foundation. Discovering it may be your only hope of escape." As the echoes faded, the ground beneath us trembled slightly. Somewhere deep in the maze, stone scraped against stone as pathways began rearranging themselves.

Hazel said with a tinge of pride in her voice. Winston rubbed his balding hair which had very few measly strands left on it. He was agitated. He made nervous movements with his hands. He paced the ground, rubbed his face, and glanced severally at Lance who was still behind him. "We cannot trust her, Winston! We can't!" She could hear Lance try to advise Winston. Hazel paid no mind to him. She had gotten to Winston. She had already set ablaze the candle of hate and there was nothing that could put it off now rather, it could only grow till it finally burnt out.

Lance pulled him along with them while he's still in a daze. The ride was going to take long since the cottage wasn't that near. ~~At the cottage~~ Mia opened her eyes. She found herself in one of the rooms of the cottage. The same room where their parents laid in, the same room where they tried to escape from. The same room their father died in. She looked to her hand and found herself chained and the other side of the room her brother who's now a beast. ^At that time when Alex was injected the four blood mixture, he felt a great pain all over his body. His knees wobled and his bones cracked. He suddenly felt his heartbeat slowing down.

On these nights his name is the heartbeat that drives me through the night along the pathes, through the city streets, onto the highway where I run with the others like me--all of us desperate to outpace our ache, our desire, our hunger, our grief. Before the Cold Moon reaches the horizon and the dawn blushes its way toward day, we stop. My limbs are trembling and my paws leave bloodied tracks as I pad back toward my apartment. The ache is not gone, only dulled with my exhaustion. It begins to rain and my coat grows matted and heavy. I stop to lap at the rainwater where it has collected in a puddle. Slowly, slowly I cross the same streets I ran down earlier until I reach my apartment buildin