Mysterious Question Novels & Stories

System: A mysterious AI of a mysterious but very useful system. The answer thoroughly bewildered the girl. It's a relief it's not her dreaded debt collectors, but the reply was still really unexpected. Sure, the name of the other party was the word system itself - but she thought it was an alias for this certain somebody who she couldn't guess if a blackmailer or a prankster. System: I don't care if you don't believe me. Just answer my question. It's just a yes, or, a no. Her hand never stopped shaking. It's only in this moment that it hits her how the other party seemed to understand her question before... and even answered her when she had yet to type it as a reply.

"I learned a lot and they marveled at me." "Were you able to know the reason she was cursed?" "I was able to get a clue but it'll be so horrific to get the real truth." Rae kept quiet when he didn't understand what Sage said and waited for Sage to explain. But instead, Sage asked him a question. "Have you heard of the mystic world?" Sage asked and Rae's lips parted ways, nodding his head in return. "Is that where you are told to get the answer to all the questions?"

“What’s bothering you? And why did you want to see Dominique?” I stare at the zigzag pattern of the rug beneath my feet, trying to gather my thoughts before I take a deep breath. “I needed answers,” I say, my voice coming out softer than I intended. “Elder Merope is always known to have knowledge of the things, to see things others can’t. I thought she might help me make sense of… of this feeling that something isn’t right.” Mikhail’s jaw tightens, and his eyes darken. Keeping the mug on the table beside him, he fully turns to me. I can feel the tension in him, the way his muscles coil as if preparing for a fight.

Out loud, I ask, "Then why do you have to know who I am?" It was quiet, a deafening one after I ask a question that I think seemed vulgar to her, and she remains her gaze locked on me. I almost thought she would never answer my question. But she did, surprisingly. Or should I even be surprised? After all, her presence is quite an odd one to me. Even this place looks haunted. After seeing a man and a woman werewolf fighting each other until the woman met her death, the thought of a mysterious secret flowed through my mind.

If you ever want to ruin a perfectly good meal, I highly recommend eating it with relatives who believe your uterus is a ticking time bomb. You can sit back and enjoy the view as their creative approaches to ask you the ‘question that never ends’ entertain you, despite you being the star of the show. I had barely swallowed my second bite of roast potatoes when I felt it, that subtle shift in the air. The pause. The collective inhale. The shared gazes. The moment when the conversation slows just enough for someone to slide a personal question across the table like a polite accusation.

Leo That was quite unexpected. Her question slammed into me, leaving me calm and collected. Even though my mind was far from being at peace, I managed to betray no emotions. My mind reeled with countless thoughts, and for the next five seconds, I couldn't utter a word. I opened my mouth to say something, but my words felt stuck in my throat, and as I struggled, her question came again, "So?" She asked, her brows arched in a quizzical stare.

As I listened to the news anchor's report, I could not help but think there was some truth to the saying that after the storm is when the flowers bloomed. When did I start getting suspicious of Vonn and his crew? Oh, right. It was after I handed over $15,000 to some dude claiming to be Vonn's ex. The more I mulled it over, the more things did not add up. I headed to the police station to share my suspicions. I thought they would laugh me off, but boy, was I in for a surprise. It turned out there had been a string of killings in town, and all the victims were rich, bachelor types living alone.

Now, after they were done with breakfast, they were both seated in the living room, Baba Razz ready to answer Kira's questions as he had told her he would the day before. "So, before we start," he said, his tone a bit serious, "I will tell you this. Asking me what I am will not get you an answer because I am what I am. Some things are better off not known, even to you, Kira." "But, you already know, there is no way I would not ask you that. Do you have to be so mysterious?" She asked him, unwilling to accept what he had just said. "There is no fun if I am not mysterious," Baba Razz said with a chuckle. "But for that question, there would be no answer. So choose your questions wisely."

It started just a few hours ago when I mistakenly stumbled upon a hidden door in the room, Something about it is very mysterious, in fact, everything about it is mysterious. My thoughts raced as I tried to unravel the secrets that lay behind that door. What could be hidden there? Was it a forgotten treasure trove, filled with untold riches and ancient artifacts? Or perhaps it held a portal to another realm, where magic and wonder coexisted? That's impossible, my imagination is just going overboard at this point, I couldn't wrap my head around the possibilities, and it gnawed at me relentlessly.

But even at that, I still don't know where I was. "Who are you?" I asked the image as it turned its back to me. The dim light only gave away her side profile with the shadow but it did not help as I found it hard to recognize the person. "I said who are you? Why are you here? Why am I here?" I asked, looking around. Then slowly the person turned around to me but then I felt some liquid on my vision. I jerked up instantly as it dawned on me that it was water that was splashed on me.