Winston Maze Runner Novels & Stories

Maze is reserved on the outside, cold to some but soft as a marshmallow underneath it all. In a way, Maze reminds me of myself, and now I'm beginning to understand that we belong together. Maze is my mate, and I can't stay away from her anymore. She has those kinds of eyes that can see into your soul and captivate you on the spot. I'm already placed under her spell, unable to break free.

"Can you actually run, or are you going to be a problem?” "I can run." "You are already limping." "I said I can run." He turned left. I ran. The maze was three floors, connected by stairwells that were not marked on any visible map, so you either found them by moving or you died waiting. The walls were concrete panels on slow hydraulic tracks, moving inward at a rate that was almost imperceptible until suddenly it was not. A corridor that was eight feet wide became six feet, then four, and if you were still in it at two feet, the sensors registered you as eliminated, and the panels completed the job.

Then, there is a shift in the air. The moon begins to ascend into the sky, climbing higher and higher signalling the time is near. Co-ordinators of The Run – mated wolves whose job is to keep us safe – climb onto the cages keeping the problem females captive. They are waiting for the gun shot to release us. Thankfully, the wind is blowing softly from behind us. I could not get any luckier with nature on my side. With my scent blowing away from the males and deep into the forest, I will be able to get away quickly and find a hiding spot that hopefully has gear or food for me to take. With a grin, I slowly climb to my feet and lazily stretch, preparing my body to run because my life depends on

A wall was up and I was looking in from a small window on the outside. I haven't even realised it yet, but I have been crying. Wet streams are just flowing without question down my cheeks. I can tell, because it has a ticklish effect on my skin. The doctor noticed me, "Mam this is a private room, I would need you to leave or I will have to call security." As the words make their way into my brain like cutting shears, Noah returns from the alternate universe he was trapped in just moments ago. Our eyes met as the door shut behind me.

"You had to have known that going on the run would have put everyone in danger." "I did." He nodded. "My plan was to get them out of state and hopefully to a pack that could help. Some of the packs in Colorado have healers or connections to witches. I couldn't be sure, but my hope was one of them would know what to do." Lucas did speak immediately. His eyes were transfixed on Omar but nothing on his face gave away what he was thinking or feeling. Omar had met plenty of Alphas in his brief time on earth but none of them set him on edge quite like Lucas Wolfe. He was cold and calculating with perfect precision. Yet his rage was as hot as magma, scorching and destroying everything in its path.

‘Here! Wes and Lucius run in the door. I close it and smash a fire safety box. Jamming the ax in the handle. I shift and run to catch up. We run down the stairs to the first floor and Lucius busts down the door. We run down the halls and enter the lobby. Lucius puts his head down, busting through the glass window. We jump through and skid as we turn down the road. More red wolves show up on out tail. ‘River! Where the fuck are you guys?’

It would be a fucking blessing if I had a flashback right about now to give me an advantage in this twisted game Winston wanted to play. "I'll give you a twenty-second start, Nightshade. I think that's fair, don't you? Considering how long it took you to rip my heart out after you fed me your favourite little flowers, I think it's more than enough time." Winston stepped away from me, and I didn't wait for another second as I bolted down the hall. Winston's manic laugh followed me as I headed up the stairs, not sure where the hell I was going or if there was even any place to hide up here.

She took out her phone and played her music playlist, washing away the negative thoughts as she closed her eyes. In Cassandra’s room, Winston has just finished taking his shower and was changing into clean clothes. “Are you sure about this?” “Mn. He would be well-cared for if he’s with us.” She smiled faintly as Winston sat down beside her on the bed, pulling her close to him. “Alright. I’ll sign the papers tomorrow. Are we going back to Maconia right after?”

I fell in love with the right man. "She can go with you after she ate lunch with your mom." Wesley said. "That's true." "No.. I will take her." Leon said and I chuckled. "Fine." Marie said. We both looked at each other and he mouthed 'I love you' to me. I winked at him as the answer. The End

“Hidden entrance, west side.” Gabriel signaled Dax and Jace, who lurked nearby, their claws gleaming under faint streetlights. “Move,” he growled, leading the charge. His pine scent hit me as he passed, steadying my racing pulse as I followed. The warehouse loomed, its cracked walls dripping with rain. We reached the entrance—a rusted metal door half-hidden by crates. Gabriel pushed it open, revealing a stairwell descending into darkness. Glowing runes pulsed on the floor, faint but deadly.