When she goes through the swipe and forgets everything about her friends. The closest being Minho and Newt, she gets sent to the glade. On accident. It was purely a mistake. A fluke in the trials but once in the glade there no getting out, so they left her. Little did they know she would be the gladers Salvation but W...
I have seen lots of stories around Wattpad of newt x reader where it's the story of the reader and newt falling in love but still going through all of the heart break of W.I.C.K.E.D, I absolutely love these stories and read them over and over again but I wanted to do something different, I wanted to do a Newt x Reader...
they're each other's angels in a world full of devils. -------- and when we're older and we're ready to leave Earth behind here's to hoping it's exactly at the same damn time. -------- #1 in literature (2/16/2021) #1 in fandom (5/2/2021) #1 in thedeathcure (6/9/2021) #1 in mazerunner (6/11/2021) #1 in newt (6/16/20...
I didn't know what I was really doing most of the time. It may have seemed like I did but to be completely honest with myself... I ran head first into a war I didn't know anything about, without a thought in my head except to save those who saved me. I didn't know that made me a fighter. __________ All copyright...
"In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how well you lived, and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you." Book 1. Disclaimer: Certain characters have thoughts of suicide, self harm, and depression. In no way am I trying to incite these, but more so bring awareness! These are reflection...
{Book 1 of 3} (y/n) and Aris have been stuck at WICKED's facility for days on end, and the meals are beginning to drag on, now that the rest of Group B has either been taken to Janson's promised paradise or disappeared. Although WICKED has been supposedly taking care of them, Aris and (y/n) have their suspicions about...
So, we didn't escape apparently. I still barely know what's going on, but I know more now: W.I.C.K.E.D. is a real pain in the ass, walking through sand dunes should be considered a sport, and searching for a mysterious rebel group is like searching for needle in a shuckin' haystack. Oh, and to top it all off, I am...
"In the end, only two things matter: how well you lived and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you." Book 2.