He lit his cigarette, I lit nothing. He drank alcohol, I drank water. He smirked, I smiled. He didn't love me, I didn't love him. He and I together wouldn't last a day. And then the game started... He said he found me intriguing, unique, and interesting because I didn't swoon over him. "You and me Grey, let's play a game. We'll date and in three months time I promise you will fall for me. When you fall in love with me between that time span, I win. If in any way you were to win I'll give up all the alcohol, cigarettes, and player ways." It was a game I wasn't willing to lose, but all games had accidents and consequences. It takes a broken heart to know how to break a heart.

“ you could be the king, but watch the queen conquer. ” King Lucas needs to find the next queen of Quincy kingdom. But he does not know anyone that would be qualified enough to take the role as his queen. So, King Lucas hosts a ball, in search for the next queen. At his ball, he dances with several maidens, all beautiful and fair. But none seem to fascinate him. And then, he dances with the masked girl. Her found her to be captivating—memorizing even. He couldn't see her face, but he already knew she was beautiful. The way she spoke flowed so smoothly. She was gentle, polite, and very kind. She was also quite bold and courageous. And although they shared one conversation, he knew that she was everything he wanted for his queen, for the leader of his kingdom. But when midnight strikes, she flees. Only to have left behind a handkerchief that has a name sewn onto it. Riley. { GMW Rucas fic }

You and Newt are seemingly made for each other, you made it through raw torture together and fought like hell to stay that way. But life rarely plays so fair. This book does not stay 100% true to The Maze Runner plot, but most things are the same. I own only a few characters and settings such as y/n (your name) and Felix. All rights to James Dashner. The writing quality does get better just stick with it :)

DISCLAIMER: I DON'T OWN THE MAZE RUNNER CHARACTERS You woke up in a box remembering one person and when the box opened, you met him...

Ally Summers is on her own. Not forcibly, basically just because her mother drives her insane, and her dad isn't any help. After graduating college with a degree in Photography, she sets out to tour the world, or, well, the country. Maybe just the province. It depends on how far her money can stretch, and how long her beat up 1967 Station Wagon can last. Her curiosity has gotten her into tough situations before, but never this bad. Nope. Not even close. This time, she's stumbled onto an attempted murder. Of an Alpha. Of her mate.