Mystery Riddles Novels & Stories

More riddles again. Why isn't the path to finding the truth straightforward???

The third riddle emerged from the depths of the forest, its words filled with mystery. "The more you take, the more you leave behind. What am I?" Lucia furrowed her brow, her keen intellect working tirelessly. She whispered, "Footsteps," her voice almost lost amidst the rustling leaves. The forest stood still, holding its breath. Then, with a thunderous crack, the ground before Lucia split open, revealing a deep chasm. Undeterred, she leaped across the abyss, her determination unwavering.

Emma's heart racing, she picked it up and read the words: "Meet me at the old clock tower at midnight. Come alone." The note wasn't signed, but Emma knew instinctively that it was from someone who knew her secrets. Someone who might be able to help her uncover the truth about her sister's disappearance and the sinister forces at play. Emma's mind was a whirlwind of questions. Who was behind the note? What did they want from her? And what did they mean by "come alone"? As the clock struck midnight, Emma stood in front of the old clock tower, her heart pounding in her chest. The building loomed above her, its stone façade shrouded in shadows. She hesitated for a moment, wondering if she had ma

How am I supposed to unravel this mystery if he really didn't rape me? Sonia looked too calm and calculated which worried Amanda, she wanted her to get mad and walk away just like her brother, but surprisingly she was still there standing and listening to her. "Do you remember going anywhere and blacking out or waking up on someone's bed half naked or something? Sonia asked, playing detective, she was trying to help her unravel the mystery, but all her questions, were answered without blinking.

I rushed to answer. - Yes… - Well, I see you got my riddle. - I did, what is next? - If you know Rita that well as you claim you do you will solve this and discover a place. Then go to that place and there you will find, you will figure it put where, the million-point question. Answer that correctly and Rita gets water to drink, answer wrong, and…well you will find out at the right moment.

echoing through the room. I exhaled quietly, relieved. Thank goodness I hadn't washed this outfit yet. Inside my pocket was a ticket I'd bought half a month ago. It hadn't won, so I'd shoved it in there absentmindedly. And now, it was finally coming in handy. But my relief was short-lived. My sister suddenly called out, loud and sharp. "Sis, didn't you buy another ticket downstairs earlier? Maybe you mixed them up?" My mother's eyes lit up instantly. She lunged at me, gripping my arm hard. "Cathy! Did you hide the winning ticket? I knew I wasn't seeing things! Hand it over right now!"

It would be 12 AM soon and the deed need to be done before 11:59 PM. "Have a nice sleep." She said with a malicious smirk as she disappeared. She walked away from the backyard and put her cloak over her head as she moved towards the pack borders. "Who is there?" One of the pack patrols yelled and she hurriedly ran and crossed the log of wood that indicated the end of the pack. She looked back and smiled victoriously. "Wait for me." She thought with a giggle before stomping away in the dark night. * * * Lyra sat up instantly. Something pricked in her mind and she could not sleep. She does not know why. She sniffed in the air and this pungent smell made her wrinkle her nose. "Whose scent is th

No other organs. I had my eyes closed tightly and then noticed the silence in my cell. I slowly opened my eyes and looked at Rana and Megera, who looked at me with expectant gazes. They trusted me to solve this. I looked away from them, away from their faces, and looked around at the other cells. Everybody was busy thrashing their rooms. Some were trying to climb their cells, some were fighting with each other. All these demons just.. I snapped my head back to my teammates. The riddle says what. Not who. It's a thing. It's an item. An item that's here somewhere. Hearts.. Hearts...

~Dawn The riddle made no sense as I read it in my mind. Untouchable as unseen, a ghost of something you'll never be. See him once, never twice, and witness something as cold as ice. Trust someone just as bad, you don't want to make him mad. "Is this a warning?" I question. I couldn't see any other explanation for this strange riddle which I had no answer to. Kaden stays silent for awhile longer before he spoke again, letting me process what was on the note. "I want your answer by midnight. Someone will come for it. If you fail to answer the riddle, they will die. If you answer it correctly, they live."

Ophelia is calm, Ellon is aggressive, and Monais timid: they are grouped to work on their weak points and stabilize their strong points. ”We can’t always expect things to be straight and open; if that criminal were straight, then he would have already been caught when he was murdered for the first time. And the police wouldn’t take so much time and let another nine murders happen; if they can find the clue at first, then there is no need for nine other girls to die; this case may be tricky. But at least we can fight hard and try to get justice for all the girls if we can; this is our main priority also, so let’s move on and work on our best to fight hard” Ophelia knows that this case is a li