Mystery Book Club Riddles

I’m the dog-eared page where clues reside. Mark me up, then swap the tide. What am I?

I’m the suspect list taped near the tea. Cross names off as you agree. What am I?

I’m the red herring snack wrapped in foil. Taste me once—don’t let logic spoil. What am I?

I’m the locked-room model built from card. Reconstruct motive before it’s hard. What am I?

I’m the chapter clue scribbled in lime. Predict my twist before due time. What am I?

I’m the librarian’s riddle whispered low. Borrow the sequel before you go. What am I?

I’m the magnifying glass passed around. Focus on text till hints are found. What am I?

I’m the author trivia drawn from hats. Answer me right to win bookish snacks. What am I?

I’m the timeline rope stretched on wall. Pin each event before recall. What am I?

I’m the voice memo recorded mid read. Share your hunch before we proceed. What am I?

I’m the alibi card questioned anew. Defend your suspect—convince the crew. What am I?

I’m the twist alert sealed in an envelope. Open me last to confirm hope. What am I?

I’m the book swap table stacked high. Trade your finished mystery supply. What am I?

I’m the takeaway clue for next month’s pick. Decode my genre to choose quick. What am I?

I’m the final vote scribbled in pen. Reveal the culprit—who, where, when? What am I?