Tags riddles
Wonder of RiddlesA Poem by mischeifriddles wonders |
Golden Underwear.A Story by Willow B. ColdfeatherA young boy in golden underwear comes across skittles with pixie voices that lead him on a nude adventure. |
Above To The Downfall.A Poem by Willow B. ColdfeatherOn the back of the front, in the depths of your shallow mind a similar finding, one of many of its kind.Many lack the knowledge,unn.. |
My Little Brother GrimmA Story by LauraThe story of a little boy named Grimm and his search to find a village where he won't be bullied and teased. |
BLACK-WHITE CASTLE introA Chapter by creangelBlack-white castle - intro |
BLACK-WHITE CASTLEA Book by creangelAlice is a normal girl who lives a simple life, but that is all changed when her past comes back for her. Now she has to stop the war between two Kin.. |
BLACK-WHITE CASTLE chapter 1A Chapter by creangelRemnants |
BLACK-WHITE CASTLE chapter 2A Chapter by creangelWandering |
BLACK-WHITE CASTLE chapter 3A Chapter by creangelGathering |
BLACK-WHITE CASTLE Chapter 4A Chapter by creangelStrange |
Chapter 5A Chapter by Omegax45Ellie may trust her new companion, but just how long can Kevin be trustworthy? Plus, what could be worse than the creatures running around the labyri.. |
Battery, Electric PersonalityA Poem by Criss JamiI don't know whether to consider it considerate or pridefulBut I'd rather roll in coals and coil my soul with a barbed wire one-eyed cobraJust to show.. |
Important PlacesA Poem by WritesforsanityA short series of riddles, made to outline where important things happen to a person. All are generally recognized places |
Elemental Witches 3 - RevengeA Story by TitinThe 4 has now turned into the 5. Another member has joined the pack. What will happen now? |
Riddle me thisA Poem by K. HicksI made up this riddle and have yet to find some one who can solve it can you? |
Enigma 2A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜Set deeply am I within glass, And through sand I easily pass. Ever do I come in after, Carrying on with light laughter. With you, unknown, in.. |
Enigma 1A Poem by Ripped Denim 💜Legless, footless is my gait. Uneaten, yet how I sate. Cannot be touched, have no hue, Yet can be felt, can be blue. From belly of spruce I'm.. |