Greivers Stories

She never believed in love at first sight. She believed in friendship. In late-night conversations. In coding questions asked just to keep talking. In birthdays remembered. In ordinary moments that quietly become extraordinary. After years of silence, the boy she'd loved finally confessed his feelings. It should have been the beginning of their story. Instead, it became the day everything started falling apart. Right Person, Wrong Time is a story about timing, hope, misunderstandings, and the kind of love that refuses to disappear even when every reason tells it to. For anyone who's ever wondered whether love alone is enough... This story is for you.

She was an asset. WCKD's sharpest blade. Their deadliest weapon. But the moment she rose out of the Box, she became an error. Zephyr doesn't arrive in the Glade broken or begging-she arrives burning. With questions no one wants to answer and a defiance that grates against the rules holding the place together. The Maze looms, alive and waiting, and she learns quickly that survival here demands speed, instinct, and the willingness to bleed. She runs. She fights. She adapts. The Maze takes notice. Newt does too. From the start, they clash-order against chaos, restraint against reckless courage. Every argument crackles with tension, every shared silence heavy with words left unsaid. He sees danger in her refusal to bend. She sees fear in his careful control. Neither trusts the other, yet the Maze keeps forcing them closer, threading their fates together with every shifting wall and narrowing escape. As the world beyond the Glade burns and the Scorch tests what little humanity they have left, Zephyr survives not because she is fearless-but because she refuses to lose. Memories stir at the edges of her mind, shadows of a life she can't fully remember and doesn't want to claim. WCKD hunts. The cure demands sacrifice. And the cost of survival grows steeper with every step forward. In the end, Zephyr fights through the Maze, the Scorch, and the lies of a broken world for one reason alone. Not the cure. Not redemption. But him. Because loving Newt was the one thing no system could predict-and the one thing she would burn the world to protect. ━━━━━━。゜✿ฺ✿ฺ゜。━━━━━━━ ˏˋ°•⁀➷ 𝐧𝐞𝐰𝐭 𝐗 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐨𝐜 ˏˋ°•⁀➷ 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐳𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐜

Title says it all -I do not own any of the characters, Y/N is you, and everyone else belongs to James Dashner

Hazel (my OC) and Newt had broken up because Newt accused Hazel of flirting with Gally and he couldnt bear to see her with someone else and now he regrets his decisions. All he wants is to be back with Hazel but he knows that she wouldnt want him back he broke her heart. They both couldnt handle not being together any longer. There was only one thing they could do.....

A maze runner fanfiction with a but load of music. (bare with me on that one) Y/n had spent most of her life in the maze with no one but the greviers to keep her company. She plays her violin every now and then but nothing can ever be the same as it was before the maze. After a couple of years, gladers start to show up and running the maze. Y/n has to hide more just to avoid running into the strange boys. But all that changes when a certain boy with strange eyebrows craws out of the box. Y/n becomes closer to the gladers, but things start to go wrong when Thomas comes up with Teresa on his tail. Will they all make it out of the maze or die trying? Find out in "The Voice" ⚠️DISCLAIMER⚠️ all characters except Y/n belong to James Dashner.

This is a collection of ongoing/completed poems about suffering and pain. Btw New Cover same poems

This is Shittttttt but read it anyway because it's pretty FABULOUS! A day after Thomas arrives in the maze, three girls unexpectedly arrive. Remembering each other from they're past lives. But not where they're from or how they got there, what happens when love is in the air.???? Also this is not a completed story and the three of us are still constantly publishing new chapters. Xx This is also based on the movies not the books Xx

after losing brother willow distanced from everyone will she ever go back into the water again ??... This is my first story so please forgive me if I make mistakes ❤️

In a glade of 50+ boys you are the only girl. You are trapped inside these four walls, and the only way out is through the maze. While you are there you have a special connection to someone. Newt. - may contain self harm references, and slight sexual content (will be a warning at the top if it is too explicit and you would like to not read the chapter.)

WICKED made a new variable by sending a boy named Newt into the maze, blind. When a girl arrives and falls in love with Newt, things turn around for the blind boy. This is based of another users story. Unfortunately they stopped writing it about 2 years ago so I decided to put my own spin on it. Disclaimer: I do not own any of the charaters besides Casey. James Dashner is the amazing author who came up with the Maze Runner. UNDER EDITING CHANGING TO FIRST PERSON POV

You were third to come up in the glade and you don't know who to trust and who not to and who's your friend and who's not (I don't know who endgame is)

This is about how one royal family got into trouble with darkness and had to save their kingdom from the evil

The Gladers of Maze C have been stuck inside the Glade for four years. Led by their leader, and only girl Aubrey. Until a new girl comes up, and The Glade begins to die around them. The Gladers have nowhere to turn apart from the dangerous walls of the Maze. They'll have to unite together, fight together, and run together in a desperate attempt for survival. Join The Gladers of Maze C, in the first book in the Maze Runner Fanfiction series by Starlit_Night,1SassyActress, & Xx_Bionic_xX

My father had a lot to do with the person I've become today. unfortunately my father passed away about 7 years ago, 2 weeks before my 13th birthday. There is a lot I have wanted to say to him since then and so, here is theoretical letter I want to send to him.

A short story at losing a parent. I miss you so much. See you soon.

A girl? The first one they've had. And it all goes downhill from there. Newt sees something in her that no one else does.

"Poetry to Dead" is a descent into a realm where agony and despair bleed together, exposing the raw wounds that lie between life and death. Each verse is a relentless torment, unraveling the chains that bind the living to the spectral remnants of those long gone. Through savage imagery and brutal emotion, the poems conjure a macabre tapestry of unyielding longing and bone-deep grief-a lost lover's presence that haunts like a relentless specter, its whispered names echoing in the void, the bitter taste of forbidden kisses, and a void that slices deeper than any mortal wound. Every piece is a ritual of suffering, a forced communion with the unseen that defies the natural order. Readers are thrust into a labyrinth of shadowed corridors and nightmarish visions where the tangible and the spectral violently collide. "Poetry to Dead" is not merely an exploration of death; it is an excruciating meditation on the scars of love and loss-a visceral, darkly resonant ordeal for anyone tormented by what can never be truly escaped.

A letter to the person who never called back, it balances the space between memory and hallucination. Even when you realize something is over, you reach for explanations anyway, and mistake familiarity for truth and absence for something that might still answer.

Grief, rips our heart into two but I hope these poems will sew.