flow•er /ˈflou(ə)r/ noun the finest individuals out of a number of people or things ❀ in which thalia found the worst kind of humanity around her and the best kind right in front of her. preferably the one with sandy blonde hair. milestones: ↳ #5 on #newtxoc (21/07/2018) ↳ #3 on #newtxoc (24/07/2018) ↳ #5 on #newtfanfiction (23/09/2018) ↳ #1 on #newtfanfiction (16/10/2018) ↳ #1 on #newtxoc (20/07/2019)

A maze runner love story, a wondrous disaster. *may contain mature themes* [completed] #1 newt #1 mazerunner !Only read if you've read the books/ seen the movies!

( 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 ) ( 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 ) ( 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐝 ) 𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖗𝖊𝖒𝖊𝖒𝖇𝖊𝖗𝖊𝖉 𝖜𝖍𝖔 𝖘𝖍𝖊 𝖜𝖆𝖘 𝖆𝖓𝖉 𝖙𝖍𝖊 𝖌𝖆𝖒𝖊 𝖈𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖌𝖊𝖉

[COMPLETED] Minho promised himself he'd never fall for her. Yet, here he was, tripping over his own feet. The keeper of the runners had always liked Y/N. She was a medjack, and the best one at that. It seemed that just about everyday, he was in for a visit due to small accidents in the maze. But, as time progresses, and with Thomas' arrival, things begin to change around the Glade. With Ben's death, no one is eager to get out into the maze aside from Thomas. Though, through a little convincing, Alby manages to persuade the Glades only girl to step foot in the maze despite Minho's protest. All characters, world/setting and other parts of story related to The Maze Runner belong to James Dashner.

▪ This book contains one-shots about Minho, from The Maze Runner. ▪ Book based, movie based, and AUs. ▪ All are written for female!reader. ▪ CREDITS: Minho and The Maze Runner series belong to James Dashner. ▪ Cover edited by @catharsxs

Darkness. It surrounded me. I took a breath and water filled my lungs. Kicking and spluttering, trying to get out until all of a sudden I had a falling sensation.... Rosalin woke up with no memories, no recollection of who she was, where she was or where she came from. Surrounded by strangers, she had to rely on her instincts, which proved to get her into more and more trouble. She would have to make decisions between life and death, humanity and survival. As each day passed she learned more and more about The Glade, about herself, and her desire to escape grew stronger and stronger. //Characters and ideas are mostly belonged to James Dashner with the exception of Rosalin//

Reyna popped fresh out of the box with a knife, and a deep hatred for spiders. How was she supposed to know the keeper of the runners wasn't an eight legged monster? Cut her some slack! She had her eyes closed... Meanwhile, Chuck becomes the true fanboy he was born to be. |light hearted TMR fanfic| |written ages ago| |people with asthma beware|

"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

Yuanfen (缘分) : [Chinese] noun /yoo-en-feng/ the binding force that links two people together by fate and destiny "You're alive." // Sequel to Saudade // | amazing cover by pelicularlyme |

"Just pretend," Newt instructed her. "Pretend you're not in a box." Marie turned her head to the blond boy, her brown eyes glaring into his. "I'm already one step ahead," she muttered. "I'm in a maze." The first installment of the Boxes Trilogy. Marie arrives in the Glade only remembering her name just like all of the others. When she arrives, she automatically knows she doesn't belong here. Pretending that she isn't trapped in a cement box is the only thing that gets her through the day, and so does the accompaniment of a certain blond boy with a funny accent who goes by the name Newt. In a place of horrors and confusion, she might just find hope in the only person that seems to trust her. Phase one is in progress and everything is going to change. I DO NOT OWN THE RIGHTS TO THE MAZE RUNNER. Everything in this story was created by the author of TMR, James Dashner. The only things of my creation is Marie and a few other Gladers.