You have been told that Teresa was the first girl in the glade, but whoever told you that, clearly didn't know the whole story. ~ "It's a girl." Said the boy with sandy blonde hair and an accent I couldn't quite place. "No, It's a bouncing baby boy!" I replied ~ DISCLAIMER: this is the first and only fanfic I have ev...
"The boundaries which divide Life from Death are at best shadowy and vague. Who shall say where one ends, and where the other begins?" - Edger Allan Poe Death follows Anne everywhere she goes. It takes anyone who gets close to her. Her friends, people she cares about, people she loves. No one is safe near, Anne. N...
"If you are not too long, I will wait here for you all my life." - Oscar Wilde It's the end of the road for WICKED, and for Anne. After she's told she has the Flare, Anne wastes no time getting revenge on the people that took everything away from her. The only things she has left in her life, is her few remaining fr...
❝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]
Being deeply loved by someone gives you strength, while loving someone deeply gives you courage. - Lao Tzu Anne enters the Glade terrified for her life. But as she meets the Gladers, relationships form and they begin to trust her. Should they be afraid of losing their lives and not hers? FEATURED IN THE OFFICIAL WATT...