Book And Puzzle Novels & Stories

I'm on the last bookcase just as it's starting to get dark. When I try to pull the books off the bottom shelf, one book seems stuck, but I can't tell why. It's not oversized or wedged into the shelf or anything. I pull hard but it doesn't budge. Bending down I realize it's a fake book that when all the other books have been removed it slides to the side, opening an access panel. Behind the access panel is a combination lock. I jump up, get the other slip of paper and after several tries of left and right combinations I open the lock. Inside is a small device that looks like an IPOD with ear buds attached to it. It has a small LCD screen and a thumb wheel with a button in the middle of it. I

, running my hands through its rough surface, so delicate, just then a familiar aura verwjlemes me, as it becomes dark suddenly, my fingers danced to the pace of my heart as I froze still “ Welcome, rose” “ uhm uhm” I stuttered trying to regain my sanity as I clenched my fist behind my back. “ here's your work for the day” Pointing at the table, I box which had slip my line of sight when I came in, comes in view, “ it a puzzle, 1000 piece puzzle, i would like you to put them all in other for me” “Puzzle?” “ yes puzzle rose, it help with your agility , and intellect”

There were also immortal books made of multi-colored ancient jades, golden books covered with dazzling, lustrous golden lights, and even strange books enveloped by lightning. Alex was dumbfounded just by looking at them. He looked at the crowd around him and realized that no one looked in that direction. Even if he reminded them by making vague references, they failed to sense anything. Pigsy even came over and passed through the bookshelf, yet it found nothing. Sensing no anomaly, it was as if the bookshelves containing the bizarre books were utterly nonexistent. “Do you find this table a little odd?” Alex deliberately said after he walked to the table and knocked it.

"There's a statue there called Whispers Blend, and behind it is a carousel. And guess what's inside the carousel's center?" "What?" I asked. "A tiny shop." "So?" "It's a puzzle maker's shop and do you know what kind of puzzles they make?" "Kids puzzles of hot air balloons?" "Good guess, but no. They make small puzzle boxes that hold rings and treasures." "Oh." "Yeah. Oh." "Want to know what the puzzle shop is called." "Sure." "Across the Pond or Die." "Seriously?" "Seriously." "And…" Arthur pauses dramatically. "They keep records of every puzzle they make, who bought it, what they plan to put in it, where they plan to keep it, and their address. Wayne said part of the problem is that his gra

“It emotionally is.” The woman laughed so hard tears entered her eyes. Then Ava immediately started explaining the mystery puzzle crate. “It has encrypted clues and hidden compartments and invisible ink and layered problem solving.” Madam Eloise nodded seriously like she was attending a board meeting. “That sounds impressive.” “It is,” Ava confirmed proudly. Meanwhile Eli leaned closer conspiratorially. “I also think pigeons are suspicious.” Madam Eloise paused. “…Pigeons?” “Yes,” he whispered. “There’s too many of them.”

Xander exclaimed, flipping through the writing in the book he was reading. "And why aren't there any clear clues about the book's whereabouts? I'm really feeling frustrated right now!" Exclaimed Logan sucking his breath lazily. He was too bored with the puzzles they were currently facing. He really wanted to live a normal life and feel something that didn't keep him from having to exert himself.

Trying not to think of how I had lost my virginity to Liam O’Grady in this very room, I moved along, trailing a finger over the rows of books on the shelves. I wanted to keep applying for courses and needed to call Heather and the girls today as well. The thought made me brighten up and I spent the afternoon in the library. To my delight, I discovered a book of Sudoku puzzles that was brand new. It looked like no one had ever used it and I settled on the bed in my room, cheerfully, solving my favorite puzzles. I was good at numbers and I was soon lost in solving the puzzles, nibbling the end of a pencil, unaware of the passing of time. It was only when an annoyed-looking Alfered knocked on t

He stepped closer, his fingers tracing the spines, hoping to stumble upon something out of place. But as he meticulously examined each book, his hopes began to wane. It seemed that nothing was amiss. His frustration grew, his mind racing to make sense of the puzzle before him. There had to be something, some piece of the puzzle they were missing. He couldn't accept defeat, not when a life is at stake.

Madison's expression turned wary. "What's wrong? Must you act so distant now, when we've cooperated before?" The man let out a cold laugh. At that moment, Zack returned. He looked anxious when he saw the man in the ward. Just as he was about to barge in, Madison suddenly barked, "What cooperation? Don't make it sound so noble. You took money to do a job, don't pretend it was anything more!" The man chuckled coldly. "Are you trying to reason with a drug dealer now?"

By this time, I have come to realize how complicated the puzzle of fate can be so I will just suck it up and go with the flow. But one thing I am certain of is, I may be joining my sweet Zarie very soon... Author’s note; Finally! Finally! Finally! I have being able to complete my first book. All thanks to God for helping me with the knowledge and strength. Thank you for reading, stay safe.