Halloween Riddle Novels & Stories

“How can you not be blamed? This accident with Tommy is entirely your responsibility as his teacher, and your kindergarten isn’t innocent either! “Who allowed you to take little children into a haunted house? And knowing Tommy has claustrophobia, you still brought him in?” Anger flared through me, and I no longer restrained myself. With one swift motion, I slapped Holly, who was still struggling under my hold. She froze, eyes wide in shock and outrage. “You dare hit me?” Kent stepped forward, placing himself between us. I shook my stinging hand, a sense of reckless defiance taking over. “Yes, I dare!” I snapped. “That haunted house was just a Halloween-themed attraction. It clearly stated at

But who knew that the fantasy romance novel would suddenly get turned into a horror novel. 'Halloween's Party', a game where selected people gets chosen to participate in a supernatural survival game. Those selected people are called as the ‘Players’. It is said that if you complete and clear 'Halloween's Party' you will get what you desire. No matter the wealth, beauty, power or even immortality.

All I have to do is ignore them, and I'll be fine. -------------------------------- "I really hate being in the library." Hilary complained. They were sent to the library to research about the history of their town through old newspaper articles. "Shut up, and help us. Come on." Henry, her twin brother said. "Hey, guys. Look at this." Xavier found a news article dated thirty years ago." Xavier announced. Everyone gathered around him, except for Landon. "Young boy found dead at the boy's locker room?" Olga read title of the headline.

" Billy muttered as the customers stared at her. She walked over to the counter and washed her hands in the sink after she had placed the tickets on the counter. "That was brave of you, I would not have done that for a million bucks" Hazel spoke as she scoffed. "Easy for you to say" Billy picked one of the tickets and read through it. "Halloween show by 9 PM? Come with your favorite Halloween costume and a partner!" He laughed and turned the back of the ticket. "But, are the skulls on the ticket necessary?"

Nathan’s reminiscence It was nearing midnight, Halloween coming to a close. All the little kiddies were at home sifting through mounds of sweets in preparation of cavity orgies in the days to come. Most adult revelers were still partying or finding spots to nurse their binges.

"Selina, take it easy. It isn't what you think. We're business partners. "You're young and there's a lot you don't understand. Let me explain after the event, all right?" His expression was as gentle as the day I'd accidentally broken a glass and he'd held my hands, asking if I'd cut myself. Now all I could see was a lie. "Stop making excuses. Did you really think nobody would find out what the two of you have been doing? "I was the plague doctor who talked to you on Halloween!" My father's eyes widened, and Sylvia shot out of her chair.

Not being able to take my eyes off of it, I watch as it slowly sinks into the paper. I look around the room and a thought pops into my head. Speaking out loud, I ask, “Billy, are you there? If you are, please let me know somehow.” I have heard that on Halloween the veil between the worlds is thinnest. Maybe he is trying to contact me and let me know that he is watching over me.

"Unlikely. It makes sense that he would want to test our physical and mental strength. Since the first two games were physical, we should have expected this one to be different." "Any clues on what the answer could be?" Miles asked. "It has to deal with werewolves. That's for sure. What was the riddle again?" Words swirled around my mind and I struggled to place them to figure out this riddle. A lash of wind whipped around us, carrying Kara's Lemon and Pine scent on the breeze. Only, the scent was mixed with something else... She wore those clothes willingly knowing she would be wearing our scent against her skin.

Josephine loved Halloween. She loved it more than Christmas and her birthday combined. Halloween was the one time of the year when you could be anything or anyone. There was a certain thrill about walking the streets, hidden behind the anonymity of a ghoulish visage. A strange feeling of power and excitement came with it.

"The Asylum of Horrors! This is going to be the bomb! Ariel Davidson, let's go for this!" My best friend, Chelsea Higgins, pointed to a dark, eerie-looking building in the distance inside the amusement park, her eyes shining in excitement. I hesitated as I glanced at the building, instinctively feeling a little awkward about it. I had never liked haunted houses or other scary, bumpy rides. More importantly, I had also felt increasingly uneasy about always being the third wheel on dates with her ever since she got herself a boyfriend, Ivan Benton.