Riddle Doors Novels & Stories

I stare at him like the poor vampire has lost his mind, but he seems to be in too good of a mood to acknowledge my staring. Kieran turns around and places his hand on my back to push me forward a little. We reach a bright red door, and he stops again. "Alright, each door is a different colour to make it easier for everyone to find their way around and find the shit they need. Yes, I could label the doors too, but I don't think a first-timer would like to walk past the door that has the word "DILDOS" written all over it." Kieran laughs at his joke, but I remain silent. If only I knew what he's trying to describe. "The red door is for clothes - playtime outfits, Arena clothes, or anything you

But their results couldn't be celebrated for long because they had taken up all their time in the riddle prompting the second one to begin immediately. {Riddle 2; Time countdown: 00:02:00; My opening is for all creatures, my entrance for all races but my exit is for only the only true one and race. What am I?} Dina felt herself sigh internally in relief, even she knew this and if even about anybody could get this question then Genad definitely could. "The ancient portal." ....and she was right! {Beep! Beep! Answers received! Calculating... Loading results...

She turned around, searching for another clue, and we were lucky he used the same pattern from earlier, but this time he used my name and the emojis he put next to the letters as he spelled my name was so terrifying and threatening. He’s such a psycho bastard! I tried to push the anger out of my head as I felt insulted by this rubbish he did in here. Heather urged me to ignore him because all we had to do was find the missing letter “R” and solve this puzzle once and for all. We found it behind one of the shelves and when the button was pushed, it gave way to a secret door on the wall. You can never know that there is a door odometer on that wall, it was so carefully hidden and I had to wond

She could almost hear her mother's voice. Gentle. Hopeful. Trusting. Morales tried the doorknob. Locked. "No surprise." Sarah looked down at the note again. "Wait." There was something else. Tiny letters beneath the sentence. Almost hidden. She read them aloud. Only family may enter. Sebastian frowned. "How does a door know who's family?" "It doesn't." Elias smiled sadly. "Claire loved riddles." Rebecca examined the brass handle. No keyhole. No keypad.

"Each door holds a truth. Some are small. Some are large enough to swallow you. You must pass through seven to reach the door behind the door. But be warned. The truths behind the doors are not merely memories. They are living things. They have grown in the dark. They have become hungry. And they do not wish to be disturbed." Eliana looked at the twelve doors. Some were closed. Some were ajar. Some seemed to breathe. Door number three, painted a deep ocean blue, was rattling on its hinges. Door number eleven, black as a starless night, was weeping. The sound of it was a low, rhythmic sobbing that matched her own heartbeat. "Why seven?" she asked. "Why not all twelve?"

He ran back toward the carpet. “Walk,” I said automatically. He slowed down again, this time lifting his chin like a tiny model asked to walk the runway at a royal funeral. I leaned against the countertop and watched his small back. Aiden sat down again among the Legos, then lifted one black brick. “This is the secret door,” he told himself. “If enemies come, they can’t get in.” I swallowed something that suddenly felt too big for my throat. “Good,” I said softly.

On the door, every precious jewel was combined in a way that only existed in lavish empires. That was the mystical door of Rizolir- the invisible kingdom. I placed my thumb into the 'blood confirmer' machine, directly beside the door. Only carriers of blood "R" could get access to what's behind the door. "Confirmed," the machine stated in a robotic voice. Shades of the black night gradually appeared in lustre as the door glided slowly, revealing what the kingdom hid beyond.

Why in heaven's name had everything become so out of control in so little time? A sudden rap on the door shattered the still silence. Laura jolted; her body grew hard as if the thunder had just muted overhead. Each beat connected with the next, muffled, to create a deafening thump in her ears. Obscured in the soft light from the bedside lamp, the doorknob glistened, making a small but forbidding barrier between her and whatever waited on the other side: whoever. Forcing herself into motion, Laura gripped the cool metal knob and turned it as she braced herself for whatever might come next.

Three doors means three ways. "Adorn the earth And go with the flow Life begins and Destroys on my One single blow." Jessica recites and I turn. Her eyes dip down at the paper in her hand. "It's a riddle. We need to solve it to know which door to go through." She waves the paper in the air. Okay. I look back at the door in front.There is nothing I can see that can tell us as an answer to the riddle. I check my watch. Thirteen minutes left. Come on! Think!

“Do we go in?” Riven clenched his jaw. “Something’s wrong.” He slammed his palm against the outer seal. Magic pulsed, resisting him. “Open it,” he growled. Thalira moved beside him, drawing an arrow from her quiver. She murmured a spell and stabbed the arrow into the seam between the doors. The enchantments hissed, flickered, then shattered with a low, reluctant groan. With a final push, the doors creaked and swung open.