Riddle Me This/book Novels & Stories

I tell her meaning every single ounce of every syllable. “I’ve missed you – Hey what is this?” She halts midsentence and points to a book on the top shelf a few inches from where I’m perched. “This?” I say pulling a thick black book out from the shelf. “Yeah, let me see it.” She says and I hand it down to her and jump down myself to stand next to her. The book is plain with no title or markings. When Lamia opens it the pages are also blank. “That’s strange,” I say flipping another page in her hands.

As was the section on "Strategic Alliances: Knowing Who to Trust and Who to Watch." Finally, I glanced at the antique clock on the desk and realized with a start that nearly an hour had passed. I needed to get ready. I closed the book carefully and returned it to its place on the shelf. As I turned to leave, my eyes caught on another book, this one was slim and bound in white leather: "The Luna's Gift: Understanding Your True Power." I pulled it from the shelf, but when I opened it, the pages were blank. Completely blank, as if the book had never been written in or the ink had somehow faded entirely.

"Yes, yes. It's definitely just a mouse. Just relax." However, Raven felt drawn towards the sound. Cautiously, she stepped closer to a bookshelf that looked a little older than the rest. When her hand touched one of the books, she felt something strange-the book seemed to be attached to something. "Guys... look at this," Raven called softly. They all approached, looking at the book curiously. When Raven pulled it, there was a small click, and suddenly, the bookshelf moved slowly, as if opening a secret door.

It was during one of these quiet afternoons that she discovered the old, tattered book tucked away in a forgotten corner of the library. The Reflection Game The book was bound in faded leather, its cover unmarked except for the faint impression of a circular design. Anna’s curiosity got the better of her, and she opened it, flipping through pages filled with strange symbols and cryptic passages. “What’s that?” Mia’s voice startled her. Anna looked up to see Mia and Ryan standing over her. “I don’t know,” she admitted, showing them the book. “I found it in the library. It’s called The Reflection Game.”

The earlier I start, the closer I’ll get to leaving this place. I struggle to stand, my legs stiff from hours of sitting in one spot. “Ah,” I cry out softly, finding the light switch and turning it on. Damn. My eyes widen in disbelief. This place looks like an ancient library. The room is small, it belongs to a child, but the aesthetics tell me that the child studied endlessly. My fingers trail across the shelves, flipping through books one after another. These are limited editions, the rare copies. Then my eyes fall on a purple-colored book, and my mouth falls open. “My God!” I exclaim, lifting it carefully. “The Book of Magic.”

I said, grabbing the book off of the shelf and showing Kai proudly. That was a bit easier than I thought it would be. That was at least reassuring. He took the book from me and flipped through it, confusion lining his features. “Our next clue is a book of poetry?” “Yes. No, not exactly,” I said, biting my lip and flipping the book open until I got to the right poem. “This is a book of poems from the infamous Austrian poet Rainer Maria Rilke. My favorite poem is this one.” I showed him. I was not huge on poetry, but Rilke was a complete genius with his words, and I would be an idiot to ignore that genius.

He nodded slowly and before he could say anything more, the bedroom door swung open. Erick and Jess stood at the doorway; they were both breathless, so we knew they were running. Jess held one of the thickest books I had ever seen; it was a large brown book with golden decals swirled throughout the cover. In the front of the book, in a silvery oval was a white infinity symbol I didn’t quite recognize and then written in white above the symbol read: Book of Magic. “Woah…” I breathed, staring at the book. It was real.

I spoke casually to him, not minding if he gets angry. " I'm afraid that it impossible!" He states, and I found myself asking him again. "Why it is impossible?" "How about I show you!" He explains while moving to his room. After a while he came back with the book between his hands, he then handed it to me. The moment I took the book, I noticed nothing weird about it. Well, there was a tiny weird thing about it. on the middle of its cover came a sentence that says. { If you are able to read this, then know that only one drop of your blood can open the book of mystery.}

"A book." The prince gave me a slow smile. "I want to know which book it is." "It's a book…" I wrecked my brain. What kind of book? I couldn't say that I read the entire story on a laptop screen. I was dying from the poison. "Book of… book of…" "Book of prediction?" He suggested. "Yes!" I clapped my hand. "That's exactly it." I had no idea about a book of prediction. Since this evil emperor said it, it must be a book for sure.

They did not even inform him of something like this. How could they do this?! If it were not for Heather, he would not have been able to get a glimpse into this secret at all. He could not help but complain about his father while putting on gloves and carefully taking out the book. The book had a dark navy cover, and it looked ancient. It was bound together with a string, and as Ralph roughly looked through it, he was sure that this book was what he was looking for, as there were pictures of strange fighting positions.