Black Riddles Novels & Stories

Three men burst into the room, dressed in black from head to toe, their silhouettes standing out like menacing shadows in the dim light. One of them, more imposing than the others, stood straight as a blade. He wore a black mask that revealed only his eyes—cold, implacable. Raphina, half-lying on the bed, jumped at the noise. His heart began to race, his brain unable to process what was happening. He didn't even have time to open his mouth before one of the men lunged at him.

He can't find me. I have to run away, somewhere, anywhere. He just can't find me. He may already know where I am for all I know. I walked right into a hard wall, stumbling back I lost my balance. I waited for my body to come in contact with the ground but it never came. I opened my tightly shut eyes, all the breath was knocked out of my lungs as I stared into a mesmerizing pair of green eyes. "Mr Black?" His face was barely an inch away from mine, his breath fanned against my face.

He excused himself from the meeting and led me to a quiet corner of the dining room. "This is a letter," I began, pointing to letters from The Raven. "It shows that Gray and Blackwood were part of something bigger. There's a bigger connection at play here." Nathan frowned mentally and studied the letter. "The Raven... I've heard that name before. It's a nickname for someone who is shady underground, who orchestrates high-level criminal activity but never gets directly involved." A chill ran down my spine. "So Gray and Blackwood were just pawns?"

A whisper went round that even sorceress’s moray eels wouldn’t crave for their bony corpses. Reasonable residents stayed away from caves and grottoes, fearing not a cold death but meeting with the sorceress. Some imagined her as a fanged woman with a fishtale. Some – with numerous octopus’s tentacles. And rest considered her to be the fog that enveloped both the Black Cliff and the obscure castle on it all year round. Whitish smog seeped like snakes into the narrowest cracks, bringing nightmares and pulmonary sickness to homes.

I саn tеll аlrеаdу іt’ѕ something bаd. “Just tell mе.” I say іt ԛuісklу, рuttіng my fоrk dоwn. “Cаrrіе, Blаkе Anderson hаѕ mоrе thаn one соnnесtіоn tо thе rіng оf реорlе who wе thіnk hаvе Aрrіl.” I wait with baited brеаth while hе соntіnuеѕ.

Unable to understand what the healer was trying to infer, the king asked, "What does the black mean? I don't think I know." The healer didn't say anything, he just keep staring into the king's face while the king also stared back and just then, the king's breath caught in his throat, the implications dawning upon him like the breaking of a dark day. His eyes widened in realization, fear and shock merging within their depths. Silence swept over the lab, and for a moment, time seemed to hold its breath. Finally, breaking the stillness, the king gasped, his voice barely a whisper. "The Crimson Potion... it turned black. That can only mean... Oh, goodness!!"

Raziah has told Dark anything even though the man now knows where Mary's dead body is. He smiled at the servant girl and promised to see her that night before he went to clean up Mary. **** River of Darkness: The black mist appeared and was gone revealing Dark and Raziah. Taking a deep breath on Raziah's neck, he let her go. He realizes he was thirsty for her blood and wants it badly. Well his hunger will have to wait. "Don't tell me this is hell." Raziah mocked, though, her eyes widened when she saw the black River. Never in her life has she ever seen one before.

I further questioned him Hearing my question Draco face suddenly turned overcast as he said “It’s a Black blood ghost” “Black Blood Ghost?” I was stunned, I haven’t read anything about such a type of ghost in my grandmother book, and this looked something new and dangerous at same time.

Kira said, “If we blame every little thing then we’re all screwed” “We can blame beer pong” I smiled, “It is beer pong’s fault” We all lightly laughed and then our circumstances came back to us with the return of the guys, now black wolves with frightening red eyes. The biggest one moved to me, lightly barking and moving his back towards me. I hesitated but then he nudged me, giving an eye roll.