"What ever you do, don't try to be a hero." ㅡ Subject AI, Malia, The Unintended Variable. Malia's a clean slate when she wakes up. No recollection of her past, no memories left to be remembered, only a vague, chilling inkling that her future is going to be anything but simple. (And by some miracle she's acquired a broken ankle, but that's really the least of her problems.) Of course, all gladers are thrown headfirst into their new existences with nothing but a few letters to form a name. It's standardized greenie protocol. Shoved in a box, made to leave everything behind on unknown land, even the very thing that makes a person who they are. Their identity. There's just one difference that separates Malia from the other gladers and declares her as something else entirely. The others wake up in the box. Malia wakes up in the maze. © 2018 | JONGDAISIES | MORG

Madelyn Waters, eighteen, is not your typical high schooler. With a secret manipulative ability, as well as being charismatic and extremely promiscuous, she finds herself lost in a never-ending infatuation with older men. All of that stays in tact until her eyes fall upon a man with a daughter near her age, one in which she befriends to get closer to her main goal. She is willing to test her morals to no extent in order to have this man, while unintentionally discovering that buried deep within her soul is a girl who simply wants to be loved. She learns of love, rejection, and most of all, she discovers herself, while also igniting an illicit affair.

Poppy Rose's life changed six years ago when her mother died in an accident caused by her. After grief, blame, depression and suicide attempts came a difficult case of selective mutism. Now, at eighteen, she refuses to speak due to the shame she felt for being responsible. However, things take a turn for the worst when she comes back to school for her senior year. Her life changes when a specific adult comes into the picture, a man who had no intentions of creating a problem. But the fact is, he's her teacher, as well as her cross country coach.

"I'll make your life hell Aleksandr." |© Caitlin Marie Cover by Asking-Aleksandr :)

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 copyrights are reserved to the phenomenal author, James Dashner-the man who created the amazing trilogy of "The Maze Runner"-and to the director and makers of the movies. I only own Ame, her plot, and her perspective. Still in major editing!

Subject A0, Elizabeth - The Liar Elizabeth has no idea who she is, what she is, and why she suddenly appeared in the Glade in a metal box. With no recollection of her past, she find herself in the middle of forty teenage boys, a shifting Maze and a big mystery to solve. Until that mystery is cracked. Amidst struggling as the only girl in a group of boys, being treated as a biohazard, sorting out her feelings for a certain blonde-haired boy, Elizabeth manages to find out about WICKED's plans, the experiment, and the reason why the Gladers were put there in the first place. WICKED has never seen a test subject do this before, and will do anything to keep the secret from leaking out, lest it ruin the entire experiment. Elizabeth will have to make a choice: to tell the truth or save her friends. And that choice could be the crossroad of life and death. The most important variable. The biggest decision. The fate of the Glade. Nobody likes a liar. SOLDTHEWORLD

[Book 2 of the Wasted Eternity series] Sequel to 365 ➳ immortalhd

[Book 1 of the Wasted Eternity series] This journal belongs to: Alice Hydee Thompson If found please return to this address: 654 sycamore lane, Littleton, Colorado 80120 A list of journal entries spread out over the course of 365 days. "I lost him. I lost Aleks. He died at exactly 6:25 pm today." ☢Trigger Warning☢

pawn \ˈpȯn, ˈpän\ noun: A person used by others for their own purposes.

When you moved back to Colorado, you didn't expect to fall in love with your best friend's coworker. None of it was expected.