With Thieves I Consort Riddle Novels & Stories

Suddenly, he jumps up and asks; "I am not sure what I am looking for, but something like this?" I quickly walk over to him to look at the rod. I see that his rod has a small groove along the length of the rod. I pick mine up to check mine, and it doesn't have one. I put my rod down and head over to get the third one. I check the bottom, and it also doesn't have a groove. Roman asks me; "So, what are we looking for?" I take his rod and show him the groove while explaining to him; "This is the only rod with a groove. I think this lock is like a puzzle. So what we need to do is we need to find the correct order of the rods that match the correct hole."

The day before the college entrance exam, the class belle everyone adored stepped onto the podium. "I wasn't going to tell anyone, but I couldn't bear to let you all miss this opportunity. There's a hidden rule in this year's college entrance exam system. If you soak your answer sheet, it'll be transferred for a special manual review by top universities." I froze, staring at her for a long while before finally blinking dumbly. In my previous life, those exact words had been enough to make someone as dull as me lose my composure for the first time in my life. I ran to get the teacher and stopped the entire class from soaking their answer sheets. In the end, the class belle failed the exam

Or realization. “What?” I asked. He hesitated, then shot me a meaningful look. “I think… I think I know what it might be.” “Well, don’t keep me in suspense.” Liam rubbed the back of his neck, which was rapidly flushing red, and he suddenly looked uncomfortable. “The riddle says ‘honest and true,’ right? And something that requires two people. What if it’s… a kiss?”

No, everybody goes around him without even slowing down as he gazes down at me. "I promise that I will do everything that I can to help you get him out of there. If he needs it that is. The Guild Master is known for his lies so you cannot take what he said seriously." He says to me. "You mean that I cannot trust a thief? Who would have thought? It is not just that he said that. It is that he was able to find me so quickly. Somebody had to tell him and Hunt is the only one that knew that I was here." I tell him.

Feeling the weight of their decision and the ever-present gaze of the Warden upon them, the guardians realized that their next move would not only determine their fate in Meranthia but might also seal the destiny of their world. In the midst of this tense atmosphere, a soft chime echoed through the chamber, and the center of the pedestal illuminated, revealing a hidden fourth slot. The shape was a fusion of the moon, sun, and star, and beside it, a riddle even more enigmatic than the others: "When night and day entwine as one, the final key to Meranthia will be won." The guardians stared in shock, realizing that the true test had only just begun.

The stage was set for the final confrontation as the duel reached its peak. Thane's eyes locked onto Axel and Kieran. "Here are your three riddles. Answer them, and you may leave with your pride intact. Fail, and you will never bother Lunar pack again." “Riddle One.” Thane began. "I am always coming but never arrive, I have a head, but never hair, I have a bed, but never sleep, I have a mouth, but never speak. What am I?" Axel's confident smile faltered. "A river?"

“I am taken from a mine, locked in a wooden case, never released, and yet almost every soul uses me. What am I?” It was the first of three riddles, written in curling script across the parchment, each line more cryptic than the last. My throat tightened. I wasn’t supposed to be here. Serena’s words rang in my head, sharp and venomous. She chooses toys. Giselle’s delicate smirk lingered in my memory, her spear glinting like a promise. Matilda had looked like a warrior born, her axe resting against her shoulder as if she’d been raised with it in her hand.

"Adonis, do you ever wonder why someone would risk everything for stolen treasures? What drives them to become thieves?" Adonis leaned against the wall, his gaze fixed on the distance. "It's a question that has puzzled me as well, my friend. Perhaps it's the allure of wealth, the desire to possess what is forbidden or out of reach. Or maybe it's the thrill of the chase, the adrenaline coursing through their veins as they outwit their pursuers."

Every path, every shadow was a potential hiding place for secrets that could lead us to the truth. As I moved cautiously down a narrow corridor, I spotted a torn piece of fabric snagged on an ornate banister. I bent down to examine it—a rich, dark red that had faded to nearly black in the dim light. My fingers traced the rough edges of the material, and in that moment, I felt the weight of my responsibility. This was no ordinary theft. The Jewel of Light was more than just a relic; it was the heart of our pack’s power. And now, if it had fallen into the wrong hands, the consequences could be catastrophic. A sudden rustle behind me made me spin around, hand on the hilt of my dagger. But it wa

Taking a calming breath, she committed to untangling this complex web, no matter the cost. Lila gathered the evidence carefully, securing the silver ingots and sealed box within a hidden pocket of her pack, her gaze sweeping the dim cavern for additional clues. Just as she readied herself to depart, a noise broke the stillness—footsteps echoing softly through the chamber, a whisper of foreboding. Someone was coming. **The Silver Thread (Conclusion)** Lila froze, clutching a silver ingot tightly. The footsteps approached, deliberate and unhurried. Someone *knew* she was there.