❝She's been hiding in the box since it arrived!❞ [EXTENDED SUMMARY INSIDE / honestly the worst fanfiction ever but continue if you must / COVER BY @DeviantSmiler]

O Deserto havia dado a Brooklyn novas perdas e novas descobertas. Reencontros. Uma nova amiga. Um jeito de, aos poucos, desestruturar o Cruel e o governo, deixando-os mais perto de salvar Minho e colocar um fim nessa história. E agora, além de ter um irmão - um irmão de verdade, ela também havia um amor. Newt causava em Brooklyn novas emoções e experiências maravilhosas. O primeiro beijo. A primeira vez. O primeiro amor. O que Brooklyn não esperava é que eles também teriam o primeiro adeus insuperável. A pior das perdas. capa: @maryolsem

Em um futuro, meio apocaliptico, a jovem Kaylee é escolhida para desafiar o sistema. Ao acordar em um lugar desconhecido, a unica coisa que Kaylee se lembra é o seu proprio nome. Sua memoria esta completamente apagada. Mas ela não esta sozinha. A Clareira. Um lugar aberto cercado de muros gigantescos e assustadores que guardam um enorme e perigoso misterio. Kaylee sendo a unica garota, terá que aprender a lidar com a indiferença, e tambem descobrirá o quanto sua existencia é importante para a sobrevivencia da humanidade. Ela tambem precisará descobrir qual sua ligação com um misterioso garoto de olhos castanhos. Romance. Mortes. Misterios e muito mais.

{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 this World in Catastrophe Killzone Experiment Department, and they are determined to get answers. Fortunately, a peculiar group of boys stumble into the cafeteria just as (y/n) begins to lose hope, carrying with them a particular atmosphere that seems trustworthy; however, one lean, blonde boy sticks out among the group to (y/n) so much so that it sends an itch through her brain. It is up to herself, Aris, and the kids of Group A to discover the truth of this facility that will result in a quest that is unimaginably arduous. They will have countless obstacles to overcome in the matter of months, but the question is this: who will survive? AN: I've decided to shake things up, so I'm going to shape and mold Wes Ball's film adaptations in this fan fiction, meaning I'll be aligning my story with the film plots (TST and TDC). Disclaimer: I do not own any rights to The Maze Runner series or any of James Dashner's and Wes Ball's work. History of Highest Rankings: #410 - fanfiction on 2018.05.11 #5 - newt on 2021.05.10 #1 - themazerunner on 2018.06.22

"Well Gally," I whispered as a tear trailed down my cheek. "At least my ending is with you." •••●●••• What if another girl came up in the box with Teresa? Joan came up in the box just like any other glader. She couldn't remember anything except her own name and the name of a boy. Thomas. Except she is completely different than them. She was even more of a victim to WCKD's tests. As their time in the glade runs out, she finds strange feelings for another glader, Gally. When they aren't arguing or fighting, she thinks she likes him. Will she be able to help the boys escape the glade and the evil clutches of WCKD? Or will her past get in the way of everything? A Gally love story...

After Alby was sent up, the Creators sent up a girl; Emily. She is crazy, weird and sassy, but yet, lovely, beautiful and the glade absolutely loves her. Especially one person, who thinks of her more than a bestfriend. More than a sister. What if that person were a runner? Also, what would happen with her being the only girl? What would happen when she gets in these sassy-fights? Follow Emily and our favorite runner through this hilarious story between two shuck-faces. Here is a little taste of the story: "I, Minho, want you, Emily, who I cherish and love for the rest of my life, to move in with me, till death by grievers do us apart." I knew I was 'married' to a dramatical drama-queen... "Let me introduce you to this shank over there." I pointed at Newt. "That is Ashly," "I'm Newt. Not Ashly, because that's a girl's name." He said, looking at me with a glare. "But Ashly, I thought you were coming out of the closet?" ​"Did you move the boxes?" Gally asked, looking at me with an annoyed expression. ​I raised my eyebrow at him. Really? What do you think! "No, Gally. I was in there chilling with Jesus. You see, he and I have become really close. We had a tea party, and he magically made the stones to bread and wine. We spoke for a while, talking about your face needing God's miracle since Jesus himself can't fix that shucked up face of yours." I do NOT own any character, except for Emily, disclaimer goes to the genius author; James Dashner. Also, this story is in a need of a heavily editing. Read at your own risk.

Sangue estranho "Em suas doces gotículas de sangue o que pode ser chamado de cura, em suas poucas palavras o que pode ser chamado de insegurança e em suas falhas tentativas de seguir em frente, medo. Até que o magro corpo jogado sobre o chão, com dor e ainda assim lutando para manter sua sanidade se tornou o seu refúgio"

A segunda faze começou! As verdades serão ditas? As regras serão quebradas! Sobreviva!!! corra e não morra! O labirinto foi só o começo O deserto Mudará tudo!! É hora de descobrir quem eles são Quem nós somos... É hora de descobrir, quem é você no escuro? •••••••••