Nine Puzzle Novels & Stories

I had no sense of direction. Even after five years on Avenmore Island, I still could not tell north from south. Isaac Norwood always set up my GPS ahead of time. He said he would guide me for the rest of my life. On our wedding day, the bridal car reached Summit Pass Road when he suddenly said the bouquet had been left in the trunk. The moment I stepped out, the car door clicked shut behind me and locked. I saw the driver glance at Isaac through the rearview mirror, like he had known all along. The next second, the motorcade disappeared into the fog. Isaac sent me a voice message. "Walk 999 steps forward and you'll hit a fork in the road. Sabrina says you can't even find the ceremony hal

"Or a secret passage, maybe? This is her weapon, so I guess it shouldn't be that easy to find." [~bzz~] [~bzz~] [Alright! Since you have come here, I assume you want my weapon. Well, I am already dead by the time you reach there, so no point in letting him go to waste. Listen to my instructions carefully.] [Stand as close as possible to the wall, you'll notice 9 dots in 3 × 3 matrix or table. Each dot represents a number from 1 to 9 in the decimal number system. The three dots in the top horizontal row represents number 1,2,3. The middle row represents numbers 4,5,6. And the last row represents numbers 7,8,9]

By this time, I have come to realize how complicated the puzzle of fate can be so I will just suck it up and go with the flow. But one thing I am certain of is, I may be joining my sweet Zarie very soon... Author’s note; Finally! Finally! Finally! I have being able to complete my first book. All thanks to God for helping me with the knowledge and strength. Thank you for reading, stay safe.

"Rowena, I don't agree to sever the mate bond! If you don't like Lyralei, I'll send her away immediately! If you don't want those pups, I can place them with another pack! Rowena, come out! I'll do whatever you want!" He reached through the mind link again and again. There was still no response. It was as if she had vanished completely. Sudden realization struck him. Garrick grabbed his phone and removed her from the blacklist. The call still would not go through. Again and again, he heard nothing but dead silence.

They all say doubtfully. “And how many units?” “Six?” “Exactly! Four nines are thirty-six!” The girls all stare at him as the penny drops. “Do this one,” he says. “Eight times nine.” They all stare at their fingers and count to eight, which turns out to be the middle finger of their right hand. They fold it down, looking at each other to make sure they’ve got the right one. “How many tens?” he asks. “Seven!” “And units?” “Two!”

Some grids had numbers in them, and some were blank. 'This is a number puzzle?' Emily thought. She had a deep impression of number puzzles because of Aaron. Chris was enjoying his orange juice in front of the screen. Thanks to Aaron, Chris got the inspiration to make the virus so perfect. The last level was not so simple. Chris got one of the world's most difficult number puzzles through Aaron. It would take at least 30 hours for a supercomputer to get the results. However, would Chris leave such an obvious loophole? Of course not. When the number puzzle appeared, if it was not solved within an hour, all the data infected by the virus would be cleared. Moreover, there were only three chances

I watched as he furrowed his brow in concentration and looked at the numbers. He carefully wrote 792 with a plus sign. "Perfect. Now add them together, and I will show you that I knew the future," I whispered dramatically. Jack went to work, using his fingers to help him add, and without any help from me, he proudly displayed the number 1089. I flipped the ripped piece of paper over, revealing the magic 1089 number I had written to begin with, and Jack clapped his hands in delight. "How'd you do that? You really must be magic!"

It featured intimate photos from multiple angles, along with an account written from my perspective, lamenting my wife's infidelity and the shamelessness of the other man. I was genuinely confused. "I didn't post that. I don't even have those photos. Just look at my phone and check the deleted folder—" Before I could finish, her slap landed on my face. "I'm done believing you, Jonas. Do you have any idea how much money the Conners lost because of this? Do you know how much Elton is suffering? Even if your mother has ten lives, she can't pay for the damage you've done." I looked up in shock and frantically shook my head. "It wasn't me! You have people watching me, didn't you—"