What would you do if you woke up with a group of boys staring into your soul like hungry wolves? Would you run? Would you fight? Would you kick them down there? Anger burned in her eyes like a never-ending flame. She was a fox running from wolves-but these wolves didn't bite. They swallowed her soul. No memories. No name. Just a girl...and a sharp mouth. "𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒂 𝒘𝒂𝒓? 𝑰'𝒍𝒍 𝒈𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒑𝒐𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒚𝒑𝒔𝒆!" 𝐌𝐢𝐧𝐡𝐨 𝐱 𝐂𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐚 by 𝐆𝐇𝐎𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃𝐁𝐘𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐘

The Maze took everything from them. Their memories. Their childhood. Their freedom. Everyone believed Hailey was dead after she disappeared into the Maze. Four years later, she returns-not as the frightened girl they once knew, but as a fearless Runner who knows every corner of the Maze better than anyone else. As she struggles to reconnect with the people she left behind, an unexpected bond with Newt grows into something neither of them knows how to ignore. But the Maze is still changing, Grievers still hunt in the shadows, and some wounds are harder to escape than stone walls. In a world built to break them, Hailey and Newt discover that some things can't be stolen. Not hope. Not loyalty. Not love. Some things... the Maze couldn't take. ___________________________________________ I don't own any of these characters. Exept my own oc's (Hailey & Luca)

" I wanted to scream at him, tell him how much I hate him, but I couldn't. No matter how hard I tried, I just couldn't hate him. "Why can't I hate you?" " Content: • Maze Runner fanfiction • Newt x reader • Enemies to lovers • Smut warning ⚠️

When things go wrong... What will you do?

2 vriendinnen gaan samen op vakantie. Tot ze ineens 2 leuke jongens ontmoeten. Dit is mijn eerste verhaal die ik schrijf, dus ik hoop dat het een beetje leuk is! Tips zijn welkom!

❛ you said you'd always be my white blood ❜ t. maze runner/ newt book 1

[AAN HET BIJWERKEN] Tanicha, dat ben ik. De aardigste van de school ben ik in ieder geval niet. Onbeschoft zijn is niet zo erg, zolang niemand wat over mij weet is het goed. Mezelf zijn weet ik weinig over, maar soms heb ik momenten dat ik mezelf kán zijn. Mijn ouders zijn beroemd, om het zo te zeggen. Mijn moeder werkt bij RTL en mijn vader is zanger. Maar niets lijkt wat het echt is, Alles kan veranderen. ®alle rechten voor behouden Geschreven @-ukstsn- en cookiedip Rang: #66 IN KORT VERHAAL 17-08-2016

Running from hell isnʼt easy. Especially when someoneʼs dragging you back down into it. Belligerent, brash and always in shades of black, Freya is hardly a lady. Hidden away by her father, sheʼs lived a normal life despite being born into the dark waters of New Yorkʼs underworld. Heʼs cold, cruel and calculating, with a proclivity for destruction. Feared by even Made Men, Torren is the boss of the stateʼs most leachorous crime syndicate. Freya hates his crudity and possessiveness, but she canʼt deny the way her breath hitches at his rough touch, the deep timbre of his voice, and his dark, heated gaze. Torren hates her disobedience, her recklessness, and her chaos. To him, sheʼs only something to be tamed. And after he slips a ring on her hand, snatching away her future, she makes only one vow---to become his biggest torment.

Astrid has never stepped out her house. She didn't know that her parents hitting her wasn't right. She always thought that's how it works. So what happens when her mother dies and step father runs away.