Ameen Stories

Entre la danse des feuilles et le souffle du vent, l'âme pleure la disparition des papillons. Un poème pour ressentir le passage du temps et la fragilité de la vie.

This is a compilation of Maze Runner Imagines. Spanning all of the characters. You can ask for a request if you would like as well. I'll start it off with a not mature rating, but if you would like to request something a little more steamy, I can do that as well. Warnings will be posted on any chapters that contain smut.

I'd like to say you've changed but you're always the same.

"One funny thing about us, spies. We're not normal. Yeah sure, we suppose to live a "normal" life like Hannah Montana. You know, in daytime we are cookers, doctors, lawyers, teachers or whatever and in night time we're spies and we do our missions. My case is different. Really different. I don't have double life. A few months, WKCD, the spies company who I worked with it, gave me an important mission. Infiltrate inside a gang. Sure yeah, that seems easy. The problem is when the gang wants kidnap actors and makes money with them. And who's the lucky cast you may ask. Maze Runner."

Do we all need saving, or do we do the saving?

Once a person was working in his desk, suddenly his grandpa told him that he is going to go to New York for Christmas this year. He thought why only New York from all places. Soon he reached the airport and boarded half an hour later . Soon they also landed.

I have written this song in memory of my beloved brother. I still remember him. I'm still missing him and I love him so much that no one can imagine. May his soul rest in peace. May Allah bless him. Amen.