Riddler Puzzles Novels & Stories

why does it hurt? As I was looking at my neck I noticed another red mark, but this time lower; every second I seemed to discover a new mark...what is going on? I take my towel off, exposing my naked body in front of the bigger mirror next to the bathroom door. What the hell? This...is not a hickey right? I seem to have five hickeys in total, one on my neck, the other one right underneath my collarbone, the third one on the right side of my bellybutton, the fourth one on my lower back and the last one...on the inner part of my left thigh!

He bent and lifted the petal,then fisted it and grinned. He really shouldn't do that. "You really shouldn't do that,"I told him. He ignored me and wrote his answer on the wall. I edged closer to see what it was. "Leaves?! The answer's LEAVES?" I exclaimed and push him on the shoulder.He doesn't move an inch. Strong bastard. Now the right third turns silver and the second riddle fades away.One more to go. "A word you know,six letter it contains,remove one letter and twelve remain"

I smiled continuing to dig on the ground as I tried taking something out of the ground that is under this small statue made out of rock. One of the clues that I found is this small little riddle that keeps me awake for days. If not for me creating another man a circle out of my phone I wouldn't have a chance and reflecting to myself how idiotic of mine not notice such thing. “The sund is up, the stone is blue. The moons awake, the color is new. The water is afraid to touch the little gold. For the highest peak of fell is there guarding the tomb” I repeated telling that riddle that I found in the book on one of the shelves containing some informations about those hidden boxes that is scatter

The night grows deeper and the only sounds in the room continues to be their contineous moans and groans together with their heavy breaths. At this moment, the only thought running through Zarie's mind is that everything is in the right order for her and nothing can take it from her. Not even death or any other mortal. Hmmm... But no one can dictate what the future holds because the puzzle of fate is surely complicated, more twisted than we can ever imagine. Author’s note; Thank you for reading, stay safe.

As Darrion took the last Rumble cookie, he tried wrecking his brain for the first and the second part of the puzzle. "Three is your answer, oh but you only need two. Maybe it means that they are the answer?" Darrion asked. Jai sipped on his tea, "Because they're twins?" Darrion nodded, "Exactly. Either that, or we have to at least solve two puzzles before we can be considered passing the round." Jai put down his cup and looked at the street. "That is not entirely impossible. But I think we have to solve this in correlation of every line. What's the rest of the line sounds?"

“You think this is a game? Let us go, and I’ll come to you. No tricks.” The distorted voice responded through the speakers, calm and mocking. “Such a noble offer, Detective. But we both know you’re far more interesting under pressure. You have two options: disarm the explosives, or solve my puzzle. Only one will save you.” Another riddle flashed onto the screen: “The more you take, the more you leave behind. What am I?” Mason’s mind raced. He had no time for games, but ignoring the riddle might lead to another trap. He repeated the words in his head: The more you take, the more you leave behind.

"Solve my riddles, or be forever lost in this endless maze." With a sense of dread knotting in our stomachs, we exchanged wary glances, knowing that our fate hung in the balance. The challenge ahead was daunting, and the consequences of failure were unthinkable. But as the first riddle echoed through the labyrinth, I couldn't shake the feeling that there was more to this twisted game than met the eye. And with each riddle we solved, the shadows seemed to grow darker, the maze more treacherous. As we ventured deeper into the labyrinth, the voice's laughter followed us like a sinister specter, driving us forward even as it filled us with a creeping sense of dread.

(James POV) I stood up and began pacing. I was in information overload mode, and I needed a minute to work through it all. “What is with all of the riddles?” I asked, intentionally changing the topic for a minute. “What do you mean?” Jessica asked. “Ever since I went to speak to Dr. Hyder the first time, there have been riddles. Planted seeds. Hints. Why? The three of you have apparently known most of the answers this whole time. Why not just come to me and tell me what has been going on? Why make me go through all of this work to find it all out?”

I read the next riddle which was given by Katarina, and just like my family, they were forbidden to give me any hints. "Middle of April and March?" I thought out loud and I was aware how they were patiently waiting for my answer. "Uhm, 15? No, no. That doesn't make sense. March, April... ah, 'r'! They both have the letter 'r' in the middle!" The twins' brothers clapped at me while the couple congratulated me and Henry gave me the envelope containing the clue and the last location.

“What exactly is so special about her? Be straight with me i don’t like riddles” I said it like a dare to myself as much as to him. Riddles and puzzles are games for men who like to keep people dangling. I had no patience tonight for games. The clacking of cutlery and the distant music from the club downstairs felt like backgrounds to threats. I wanted clarity because lack of clarity had a way of hurting the people I liked. “Well i love riddles. And since you work for me now, you’ll have to endure it. To test your wits that is” he continued smiling at me annoyance.