Riddler Games Novels & Stories

“If you’re jealous, then I don’t want it anymore! Happy now?” I watched, stunned, as the diamond ring tumbled into the dark grass. My anger flared up. “Ester! Are you crazy?! That ring is worth more than your entire family!” Hearing me shout at her, Joel jumped out of the car and stormed toward me, pointing an accusing finger in my face. “What’s your problem? That ring is a cheap knockoff from a street vendor! You’re only happy if you make Esther cry, aren’t you?” I couldn’t hold back anymore. My hand flew up, and I slapped Joel hard across the face.

"Here is your new identity. Welcome back to the underworld, Viper." I picked up the cold titanium card, staring at the elegant, terrifying new alias. Kai thought he was the ultimate ruler of the city's criminal underbelly. He thought his throne was untouchable. But he had no idea that the broken girl he locked away was about to build a rival shadow empire right under his nose. I was going to intercept his shipments, turn his allies against him, and meet him on the battlefield of the underworld—and he wouldn't even know it was me until I was holding the knife to his throat.

“One point five million.” A woman in a tailored emerald dress lifted her paddle, calmly but alert. “One point eight.” Another voice followed almost instantly. Then another. “Two million.” “Three.” “Four point two.” The numbers climbed too fast for an object whose history is supposedly almost erased. Within minutes, the price surged past reason. Seven million. I didn’t move. Neither did Vincenzo Romano. The dagger that was meant to be reclaimed quietly for Lola had turned into a competition….because people like to gamble when they think they’ve spotted hidden treasure.

"I raced drones. The reflexes from racing make piloting a mech easy. It's like a big game to me!" "Everything's a game to you, Kitt!" Alyx remarked, eliciting a round of chuckles from the table. "Alright, Alyx," Kedrick replied, "then it's your turn to play. Tell Dan here what you did to get so good with a long-range weapon." "Embroidery," Alyx replied. The table was silent.

And who was the idiot who put that note in the bowl ? The game had started during the filming of the first movie in the series ... we call it 'The cheating game', everyone puts their name in a bowl and in the other bowl is different dares. Then two names are drawn and a dare ... you have to cheat your partner into doing the dare first ... it is usually something like getting drunk as a skunk, sleeping in and being late, singing loudly on set or something else silly. It is usually pretty fun and innocent, even if people tend to get really competitive at times ... but hey everyone is friends again when it is over ... it has always been just fun and games after all.

What is the benefit to Rinat in this? How is that even possible? “I don’t understand what you are talking about,” the gray wolf tried to excuse himself. - Enough! The alpha's power surged outward, pinning him in place. - I'm tired of it all. Either you answer or I kill you. And, believe me, nothing will happen to me for this,” he grinned at him. “I repeat once again that I don’t understand what is at stake,” Rinat answered more seriously. Well, what… I wanted to be good.

Was I just another fool falling into a trap? What game was Ryker playing?

He faced me by turning his chair around. The cruel enemy's name is Emir Alffiaco. He was a horrible man. When I say terrible, I mean awful. I'm talking about the kind of evil that involves prostitution rings and the exploitation of young women. To make my life a living misery, he is exploiting even the mafia. I will not stop seeking justice to ensure that he rots away in the deepest part of hell.

To, Rachel Tress You have been invited to this year’s Iridian, a game designed to trick the mind and ensnare the senses. Adventure, mystery, and deceit lie in the palm of your hands. Desire alone will not be enough to win this game, as the odds are placed against you. This year’s prize is one of a kind, fashioned from the magic of the games. Only one will know victory, while nineteen of you will know defeat. This year, the rules have changed. Something dear to your heart has slipped from your grasp, pulled into the game, awaiting your victory. Be warned, to find what was lost, you risk losing yourself in the process.