Come Guess Me This Riddle Novels & Stories

His steps were lighter when he got off. Excited by his progress, they pushed further. "There's a riddle game ahead. Let's check it out!" They joined the crowd at the stall, drawn by the prize of a huge stuffed animal. The riddles were challenging. [What goes up but never comes down? One word.] [How did a hundred musicians reduce to ten? A brain teaser.] [What's vinegar's boiling point? A physics question.] [Can a 5-meter bamboo pole fit through a 1-meter high door? A practical problem.]

"Did you figure out the answer?" "Of course! It's just a riddle. Piece of cake!" "Which one did you solve?" "There's a snake in the forest, but it never bit anyone. Why?" The other person seemed puzzled. "Uh… Why?" "Because there's no one in the forest!" "Oh, you're so smart! Why don't you try the final question?" "What's the final question?" "It's a distich." "Like a two-line poem that rhymes?" "Sort of… But instead of words, it's a number."

It dances while sipping its tea, bows as it sees her presence, and the voice once more asks. “You got the riddle, answer the question. He who is seeking, he that will be known, in this tea time, who is he?” Closing her eyes firmly for a moment as she took a deep breath in, looking up once more, she smiles as she whispers. “The March Hare.”

So it’s understandable that they don’t know it goes. She was basically pulling a rabbit out of a hat. “I will tell you a description of an object through a form of a puzzle question. This means I may not use words that would describe it directly but through a double or veiled meaning. If you can guess the object you must retrieve it and bring it back to the holder. The first one to retrieve the right object in the riddle wins a point.” Prince Gerald seemed amicable and suddenly nodded along. “I can kind of understand the game. Why don’t we try it?”

I uttered as I watched the look on his face. "Ok out with it, we've got a council waiting out there"He uttered clenching his fists on the table. "Yeah what has to be broken before it can be used?"I asked, it was a straight question which wouldn't make him or the witch possessing his mortal body realize my plot. "An Egg" He answered. "You brought me in here to ask me riddles? That's pathetic" Supreme Alpha Conan growled. "I've got another question. I'm tall when I'm young, I'm short when I'm old, What am I?"I asked as I took two steps into the room.

She looked up at the underside of the desk. "What has 13 hearts but no other organs?!" She screamed at us. Megera and I looked at each other, and then down at Rana again. "What?!" Megera shouted back, his face full of frustration. "It says here.. There's a sentence written underneath here... It must be a clue." Rana answered, her eyes narrowed on the riddle again. Meanwhile, my brain was working overtime to solve the sentence. 13 hearts... 13 hearts... No other organs...

I could do college-level calculus in my past life, and here I was staring at questions meant for six-year-olds. I rubbed my temples, trying to calm down. “Fine,” I muttered, picking up the pencil reluctantly. I wrote the answers as fast as I could, trying to get it over with. 1 + 2 = 3. 3 + 8 = 11. 4 + 9 = 13. Done. Tutor Dew watched quietly, nodding occasionally. “Good. That was fast. Let’s move on to the next set of questions.” I blinked at him. Next set? My stomach sank.

"Hit me with your best shot." Liam’s chest puffed out proudly. "What has hands but can’t clap?" It was one of the riddles they had learned from Mrs Langford. He was proud he knew the answer, and waited to see Edward fumble at it. Most adults did not know riddles, he thought. Edward pretended to think, tapping his chin. "Hmm. A fish with mittens?" Robyn erupted into giggles. "Nooo! Silly! It’s a clock!" "A clock!" He repeated, smacking his forehead dramatically. "Of course! How could I forget?"

Their small talk was also getting boring. "What should we do?" Jake sighed and fell on the grass. "Guessing game." He sat up and nodded. "I'll start." "Is it a person?" She asked. He shook his head. "A place?" Again, a shake. "A person?" No. "How many letters is it?" "Four," he replied. "Is there an A?" "No." "Can you tell me its uses?" He smirked. "It will be obvious then." "Can you tell me a movie based on it?"

"How many drinks have you had since you came here?" "Hmmmm.... Just these two" Chloe replied, pointing at her now empty glass.