My Last Request- Newt Death Cure

My Last Request- Newt Death Cure

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She chose to leave her safe life and be with a life near death Just to be with him She chose to leave everything behind and be one of them Just to be with him She chose to leave her safe life working in WICKED and pretended to be a crack in the Crank Palace Just to be with him He may not remember her. There's a high chance that he might hurt her or worse, kill her. He is a crank after all. A crank that is almost way past the gone. But she doesn't care. She wants to be with him until his final day. It's not because of stupidity. It's because of love. It's her last request after all. © to James Dashner for the book he owns all characters except for the ones I added, and for the settings and events inside.
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This book includes: The Maze Runner, The Scorch Trials and The Death Cure. Highest Rankings (2018-2019): #1 - dashnerarmy x3 #1 - thescorch x5 #1 - gally #1 - frypan #1 - thedeathcure #1 - tmrfanfic #1 - theglade #1 - tmr #2 - jamesdashner x2 #2 - tst #2 - cranks x3 #4 - grievers #4 - kihonglee #6 - tdc #6 - brenda #6 - thomasbrodiesangster #9 - teresa "Wicked is good." Her voice sounds so harsh, yet soft. Her striking blue eyes analysing my every move, blood red lips moving as she talks to the people around me. She smirks at me, porcelain white teeth showing from under her rouged lips. My vision becomes blurred, and my memory begins to fade. Those three words echo throughout my mind as my eyes close. I awake with a gasp - I rack my mind for answers. Simple things come to my mind, like: eating a hotdog, climbing a tree, holding someone's hand. But the face of the person, who was holding my hand, is blurred - like they were erased from existence. Why can't I remember anything? Where am I? What is my name? Where does this thing lead me? FOLLOW ME FOR UPDATES ON THIS BOOK READ AT YOUR OWN RISK: THIS BOOK CONTAINS STRONG LANGUAGE, MATURE SCENES, SEXUAL CONTENT AND TRIGGERING SCENES. ALL RIGHTS GO TO JAMES DASHNER status: complete

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