The complications of other relationships. Things like the duality in the obligation and hatred that can exist between brothers. The friendships that exist because you have nothing in common but the place you live and the delicate way those friendships can fall apart. The guilt that comes from failing someone you thought you knew.

When Jane Madarang's neighbor Natalie kills herself and leaves behind cryptic instructions, it's up to Jane and her classmates to unearth deadly secrets. ***** Natalie Driscoll is dead. She threw herself out a window and left her neighbor Jane to unravel their town's darkest secrets. Following Natalie's instructions leads Jane to three other high school students who all have something to hide. The four of them must carry out Natalie's final errand while solving the mysteries written in her diary. But the secrets they unearth may be far more dangerous than what they ever imagined. Content and/or trigger warning: This story contains scenes of suicide, violence and murder that may be triggering for some readers. [[word count: 100,000-150,000 words]]

It's been two years since Newt first woke up to the Glade and, since Alby and he managed to enforce a number of rules to stop anarchy among all the other boys, nothing has changed much. Every month means the arrival of a new boy to the Glade and four weeks more without finding a way out of the Maze, and every month Newt grows more hopeless about his future. Until Thomas. Thomas, with whom Newt shares confusing visions about their past every time their eyes meet-and who turns out to be the first of several factors leading to a brutal change in the Maze's rules. Soon enough it is clear that the two boys will have to work elbow to elbow if they want to get everyone out alive. But not everyone is happy about it, and as Newt and Thomas' feelings for each other grow stronger with every vision, they might have to face something worse than the creatures that lurk the Maze. Something that sets their hearts racing every time they are together, and that might be their only hope of surviving. *** TMR book 1 rewritten to make Newtmas canon!

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