❝ Remembrance blooms from her fingertips.❞ Subject A0; The Primary Subject Subject A5; The Glue The Keeper of the Runners is alarmed when he finds a ball of white huddled in a crook in the Maze's corridors. A girl who is rotted with bruises and soaked to her bones, no memory like the rest. When he brings her to the Glade, the boys are in for a jarring change in their survival to where her touch becomes an aid for the key to break free. 1# in mazerunnerfanfiction [6/24/19] 1# in ThomasBrodieSangster [5/23/18] 2# in Minho [6/1/18] 3# in Newt [7/1/25] {Based on 1:3 of 'The Maze Runner' movie series.}

Gwyneth had always felt connected to her faith, a higher power presiding over her. That faith had shaken that devastating day those years ago, the day that went on to haunt her every nightmare for years to come. She's still trying to come back from it, to not only restore her faith in life and love, but her faith in herself. The sanctity of her spirit- she prayed for resolve. Every punch was a prayer. Every mile was a hymn. Until her knuckles bled and her knees gave. Azriel had been surrounded by darkness his whole life, a poison on his world, on his being. He exercised restraint in his every waking moment, banishing that darkness within himself. Some guessed of the strain it put on him, but no one knew the extent of it, how deep his scars ran. It was better this way, he was sure. He had always thought that if there were a higher power- which he wholly doubted- such deities must loathe him to have burdened him such darkness. He hadn't much faith in the gods anyway, much less faith that he could sway their opinion on him. But Gwyneth and Azriel did have one thing in common: the quiet fight within themselves. They only knew one way: to go about it alone, couldn't fathom letting another in. But there's a magic in finding someone who is your equal but opposite, something transforming. And frankly, Gwyneth and Azriel could both use a little magic. All characters owned by SJM in the ACOTAR series. Story takes place after the events of ACOSF. Aligns with the events in my other fic: A Storm of Flames and Deceit. I haven't finished Crescent City, so this story takes place outside of the events of those books as well. CONTENT WARNING ⚠️ Mentions of r*pe, use of profanity, explicit content, sexual content, violence, torture, mentions of suicidal thoughts and depression, mentions of self harm

550 pages complete - daily updates coming 7/18 The insinuation didn't make her mad. It didn't comfort her. But it did strike a chord. "My instincts are the only reason I'm alive. They're why those children in Sangravah survived." Azriel descended to the grounds of the river house. "Then perhaps you should listen to them." He set her down gently and the moment she opened her mouth to retort, he cut her off. "I told you I would wait. I meant it." His words rendered her dumbfounded. They were the words of a male devoted. A male who knew her far longer than Azriel had. But she didn't reject them, because her tears over his broken body had been the tears of a female who had lost a part of their soul. A female bound to him. "Shall we?" said Azriel, gesturing up at the river house. And Gwyn nodded, for she knew no words. *cover by lowkeystruggling*

:Contains ACOSF and Az POV Spoilers: Gwyn is still chased by the ghosts of the past. She craves to find herself beyond that girl and find her place in the world. She wants it all: strength, freedom, friendship, and love. While searching for the light in the world, she never could have guessed she would find everything among the shadows. [This is cross-posted at AO3 and Fanfiction.net]

𝐛𝐨𝐨𝐤 1. the maze runner. 𖤐┊ 𝗧𝗛𝗥𝗢𝗨𝗚𝗛 𝗛𝗘𝗥 𝗘𝗬𝗘𝗦 ₊˚༉♡ ⁀➷ ꒰ a girl concern more with the needs and wishes of others than with one's own ꒱ ❛𝘖𝘏, 𝘋𝘖𝘕'𝘛 𝘠𝘖𝘜 𝘒𝘕𝘖𝘞 𝘈 𝘎𝘖𝘓𝘋𝘌𝘕 ━━━━ 𝘊𝘈𝘎𝘌 𝘐𝘚 𝘚𝘛𝘐𝘓𝘓 𝘈 𝘊𝘈𝘎𝘌!❜ You see, not only were the boys fully convinced that whoever send them there had sent Mae by accident, they were also convinced that the girl came up from the box with multiple screws loose. 𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘁𝘂𝘀 ❪ ongoing. ❫ 𝗯𝗼𝗼𝗸 ❪ vol one. ❫ 𝗺𝗼𝘃𝗶𝗲𝘀 ❪ 1 - 3. ❫ © 𝗲𝗽𝗶𝘀𝗸𝗲𝘆 2021 cover: @-cvstiel

If asked, any Glader would never hesitate to answer "Frankie" as the toughest one of all. The true protector of the Glade. A runner, a part of the Council, one of the ten original Gladers who built the system and made all the curse words from scraps. With body usually caked in mud, dust, soil, and sweat, Minho often joked that he didn't even remember that she was a girl at all. It took a few years and a few tears to make him realize how much he should've protected her. ⚠️ Mature Warning ⚠️ violent actions, mentions of suicide please refer to my page for more explanation! #1 themazerunner #1 minhoxoc #1 prologue #4 prequel #9 minho minho x o.c. <frankie> completed | september 2019 book 1/3 cr: icemacchiato

***Wattpad HQ's Editor's Pick - Feb 2023, Nov 2023*** She rules the seas. The infamous Sea Siren, a tormented pirate with a desperate vendetta and a past slewed with betrayal, scandal, a price on her head from a King who would see her dead. She and her crew seek revenge for a living, spanning the oceans in search of justice while the King's guard follows closely behind, intent on capturing the Siren at last. ••• He commands the seas. A commander. A bastard and prince. His King has given him his purpose. Find the Sea Siren. Find the vengeful woman and drag her back in irons. He'll scour oceans for this fire-haired pirate, determined to bring her to heel. Until he sees her. Until she sees him. Enemies in duty, but underneath that, something else. Something neither of them can explain. But one thing is for certain... it is ruinous.

I am singing now while Rome burns. THE HOBBIT ©-euphrosynes 2020

Once there was a Hobbit who set out on a quest to reclaim the homeland of the Erebor Dwarves of old. Never did he know where his journey would take him or what friendships were going to be formed. Once there was an Elf-maiden, beautiful and exceedingly powerful than the rest of her kin. Never did she know that this Hobbit would take her out on an adventure she wouldn't soon forget. It had all started like with most Elven lives, though, with a young child living with her parents in a home, like all Elven children did... Míriel wasn't an ordinary Elf in the world of Middle-Earth. Her exceedingly powerful magic made her a danger to not only herself and others, which lead to her isolation from the outside world. However, when Míriel encounters a company of Dwarves she is soon drawn into their adventures to reclaim their homeland.

"Oh, Hello," she said in her dreamy voice. "I'm lost." "Hello, Lost. I'm Fred." No one knows why life happens the way it does. Why people do or feel the things they do. Though, Honey Lovegood thinks she has a pretty good idea. Her life hasn't been perfect, not at all, but everything had a cause and an effect. She knew why her mother died, it was because of her experiments. She knew why she couldn't lie, also because of her mother's experiments. She was missing a finger, because of her mother's experiments. One thing she knew for sure was that she was in love with Fred Weasley, and that was not because of her mother's experiments. Finished: September 9, 2019