Black Riddles Novels & Stories

~Night in the North~ The band of the night anti-supernatural creatures were all set out all on standby against the time the enemy steps forth unaware of their secret formation and intentions. They are all following the lead of Raven. "Kai, can you hear me now?" Raven asked tapping the piece plugged to her ear. "Yes Raven. Very clear" "I'm with Delilah. Check with Archie and the rest. Any time from now, we might spot something fishy around. I think they are probably thinking of setting a trap for us tonight"

he looked like he was trying to remember something, "I'm trying to remember a riddle…em, something flicker and light coming together, to em.." "When the shadows and flickers unite to bring light, then you'll know the new era has come." "Yes yes! That's it! How did you know?" "Those Black Healers that performed the ritual on you - they told me before they left." "Oh…" "Blood will always run through the hunter, but the hunted will never be the hunter. This will change in the time when the shadows and flickers begin to produce light together." "Where did you get that one from?" "A journal in my dad's study room."

"Wait... eternal blackness? Like the darkness?" Remi shrugged. "I don't know. I am only telling you the legend as I heard it. Are you going to let me finish?" He gave me an irritated look. I nodded for him to continue while I ignored his sass. "It is said..." He waited for me to interrupt again. When I didn't, he continued, "that it can call to its wielder's darker half in a time of need to help maintain the balance of the realms. It is unlocked through solving three puzzles."

Marcellus and Alex took Lord Dimitri's clothes and brush and headed back inside, going to his office where Morgana was, she was going to be performing the spell there. They got in and she was relieved that everything went well, she grabbed the brush and clothe ready for the spell. "Oh and I need a black candle and a red thread this time", she requested and explained why, "A black candle is a type of candle that is used in many spiritual and ritualistic ceremonies and practices. The color of the candle is said to represent banishment, protection, and repelling negative energy. Black candles can be used to help protect against evil and ward off negative forces and energies. They are also used

“Or at least, it’s similar to one of his quotes.” She nodded. “Does all of Black Crimson’s art illustrate some fairy tale or another?” I sent her a curious glance. Motioning behind her, she explained. “Well, that one was obviously Rapunzel. And the one before was the Big Bad Wolf, right?” “Holy shit,” I cried, gaping at her before shaking my head and returning my attention to the road. “I think you’re right. I remember another one having some guy leaning over a sleeping woman and one had a mermaid on it, which must be—”

staring at him. “You saw the black?” Gerald straightens up crossing his arms leaning back in a rather proud stance “You continue to amaze me. Did you know black is one of the rarest forms of power that few posses? Since you were able to see it, I assume that means you can also control it. I’m beginning to think there isn’t anything you can’t do.” I remember Mary saying she had black but didn’t know what it was. What exactly is black? He disappeared then reappeared, a teleport maybe? “What exactly is the black used for? What did you do? Is it like a teleport?”

"How about we play a little guessing game of corrections, Ahmed? I provide you clues and you guess who I am." "That ain't my name, bįtch!" Imran spouts, and he bares his teeth while his eyes remain concealed by the scarf. "White devil pįg! Your white cracker áss is no match for my gang! You bunch of limp dįck pūsssies!" "Well, Ahmed... you certainly got the white part correct." Vladimir curtly nods once. "Now tell me what's silver and ebony and travels silently within the shadows, causing bones to snap?"

she said so I avoided looking. "They can't kill Rain and hurt Dark." I said. "So come up with a plan of what you're going to do." she said so I kept quiet. I don’t know what I plan to do, nothing enters my mind. I don’t know how I’m going to start thinking of a plan. I looked at my hand. "Why is black inside this circle?" I asked while looking at it. "Because the owner of that fake souvenir is dead." she said so I looked at her, she took a deep breath then stood up.

“What has keys but cannot open locks?” Lucan smiled again. “I don’t even know why this is not hard.” “The answer is a wolf’s paws.” They were shocked again. They look really disappointed and confused. “Our riddles are simple for you,” they said. “But the last one… no one survives it.” Lucan stood firm. “Ask it.” “In darkness, I am unleashed…” They said the full riddle. Lucan didn’t waste time. “A werewolf.” They all growled loudly. “Who are you?”

It hurt that she didn't think I could handle whatever they seemed to be hiding. "Mia, I'm sure Kara has told you about the creatures of the night." He glanced at Kara, giving her a stern look as if he was telling her 'You should have kept your mouth shut' then looked back at me. "Well, they're not just stories," Mr. Black confessed. "Go on." I urged. Mr. Black scanned the room cautiously as if someone might be eavesdropping, then leaned in to speak in a hushed whisper. "Werewolves."