Hardest Riddle Novels & Stories

This was without a doubt the most difficult riddle of all time. Even the best gamers like Tyr felt powerless and vulnerable in the face of such a great task. Fortunately, he wasn’t the type of person to give up easily. He continued to float in the mid-air. He would recall the formation after each reorganization of those troops. Then his mind would be racing at high speed, trying to figure out the best route to get through. At first, Tyr couldn’t solve the riddle in half an hour, but after ten to a hundred attempts, he had gotten the hang of the game.

His face is dull with apparent tiredness. I glanced at the Vasuki again. Nothing! ‘It’s…It’s…I—’ I struggle. I try hard to dig deeper into my wisdom to come up with something wise. Maybe he is talking about the creativity with which the Shikara is crafted. It could be the idea of a floating house. Dolphins? Piranha? Crows? No! Seconds turn to minutes, I cannot solve the riddle. There ain’t any underlying message hidden as far as I can see. Whatever my brain or Ella comes up with is unimpressive or so stupid, I had rather leap at Vasuki but say it aloud.

Her hand trembled violently as she stretched it toward Rowan. Rowan took it instantly, unfolding it with quick, steady movements. His eyes scanned the words, his brow furrowing deeper as he read aloud: "I am always hungry, I must always be fed, the finger I touch, will soon turn red. What am I?" The room went still. Rowan’s eyes darted to Darius, waiting. Nia let out a shaky sob, whispering the words under her breath, trying to make sense of them. Darius’s gaze darkened, his mind racing, the riddle repeating in his head like a drumbeat.

I don't need to look to know that time is running out. Every wrong answer intensifies the cold. I can't feel my legs again. My eyes burn, yet I force them open. I have to get it right. It takes me over a hundred guesses to get it right. "The Moon goddess." Another riddle appears, more twisted than the first. The more you feed me, the stronger I grow. The more you fight me, the less you know. I rule the beast, I break the man. Name me if you can. Now, this is getting tougher. The snow slowly morphs into a blizzard, leaving me a shivering mess.

I snapped at the riddle man. "The best gifts are earned after a whole lot of hard work. C'mon, we Can't just give up, Elena." Cass said softly. The riddle man pointed his rod at Cass and he fell on the floor with a huge thud. "Now that you both are calm, who's ready to see the dualistic god?" Cass and I stared at each other where we silently conversed with our eye contact with no verbal words exchanged and with a final shifty eye contact, we made our decisions simultaneously.