روايات وقصص ضمن Chess Master Creepypasta

He sat on a chair far enough from Elena's view who was busy in the kitchen, resting his shaking legs after Zachary Dawson's gun was pressed against his forehead a while ago. The young master's mood seemed to improve after Elena herself delivered the pudding to his office once again. He forbid anyone disturbing Elena in doing her work, where Ben and Thomas assumed that Zachary Dawson only wanted to eat the food that Elena cooked with her own hands. After the pudding, the demand for dessert kept coming again and again, even every hour. It made her think, did the young master really have that much appetite? It was only after Elena delivered his fourth snack that the young master's strange reque

“But do you really think this changes anything? You might have found some semblance of balance, but you’re still just a pawn in a game you can’t even begin to understand.” “I’m not a pawn,” I shot back, my voice steady. “And I’m done playing your games. This ends now.” The mastermind chuckled, a low, sinister sound that sent chills down my spine. “Oh, you sweet, naive child. You think you’ve seen my true power? You think you understand what you’re dealing with? Let me show you just how wrong you are.” Before I could react, the air around the mastermind began to ripple, distorting like a heatwave. Their form started to shift, growing larger, more imposing.

Her level was similar to that of a kindergarten. The security guard's face turned awkward. With their level of chess playing, how could the two of them still enjoy it? The key is that when it's clearly time to capture a piece, the master seems to have not seen it at all, always managing to avoid it perfectly, prolonging the duration of the game indefinitely. The gatekeeper let out a weak sigh. He felt embarrassed. Finally, he couldn't help it and reminded Theo, "Sir, you can be a general now."

My master was so happy that finally he is going to sell me off for a good price. "I know keeping you untouched will make you bring me a fortune. Well l guess this is goodbye pet. You were good but now is time to use you for what l really brought you here for," he said to em with a happy expression. To be honest l have never really seen my master so happy before,he is such a greedy demon. At this point l began to think about my parents. How they are doing. They just lost their 17 year old only child. My mum must really be devastated. I really miss her cooking. Since l came to this demon world they have not given me anything good to eat, my master doesn't even give me food sometimes.

grandmaster says, “how are you?“ the grandmaster, “Everything Is not fine” Richard retorted, “Why?“the grandmaster asked, “the girl that I kept my house for the renewal has started having nightmares,” Richard says, hope I will not be affected, because I don't want to lose my dignity and my wealth,” Richard says, “did you keep the dog very well?“ grandmaster asked, “and hope she has not been close to the dog?“ grandmaster asked, “where I kept the dog, she can never see the dog” Richard replied,

But perhaps, just perhaps, she could find a way to end this nightmare. With a trembling hand, she reached out and moved a pawn forward. Dracula smiled, his eyes gleaming with anticipation. The game had begun. Dracula's eyes sparkled with amusement as he moved his knight, his fingers drifting over the chessboard like a lover's caress. Melissa's gaze was fixed on the pieces, her mind racing with strategies and counter-moves. She was trapped, and she knew it. The game unfolded like a slow dance, each piece falling with a soft clack against the board. Melissa's heart pounded in her chest, her palms were slick with sweat.

The master, with a dark look in his eyes, coughed heavily and recited the spell again. Actually brainwashing the souls. Just kidding, this brainwashing won't work at all. Several black mists came straight at him! That attitude was like he was going to take down the whole camp with him! Cesar also saw it, his face that was originally smiling suddenly froze, and he turned to look to the side, "Master, how did these things come over here!" I've been cultivating for so many years. He also encountered this situation for the first time. The master's eyes were wide open.

Cassie might be a virgin like me but she always talked big, always flirted with them, and she wore the most skimpiest outfits ever. “Okay.” I breathed out before shuffling my cards. The Masters and Slave game was a tricky game, it was basically a card game, but the loser would be the slave of the night, while the winners would be the ‘masters.’ I put my card out after a deep breath, then everyone burst into laughter. “You lost, Fay.” Cassie grinned as she crooned the words out, her eyes twinkling. I spluttered, eying everyone’s hands and that’s when I noticed they had all completely dealt their cards in while I wasn’t paying attention, proving that indeed, I had lost.

The kind that naively seduced people to bed while capturing their souls and mind. 'She's just in her apartment. What's wrong with her returning to her own house? Is he high on drugs or something, to not think of that? Which one? Marijuana? Aphrodisiac? Dextroamphetamine amphetamine?' 'Sighs. Maybe old Gil is correct. Young Master is pitifully put under a witch's spell.' The witch was not even a mature one, but still an unripe high schooler. Another sigh came out of the poor assistant's mouth.

Would it taste better? It was as if cold water had been poured on me, and I immediately woke up. My chest was still rising violently, mabilis akong lumingon sa monitor ng computer na ginagamit ko na naka-sleep na, I could barely see my reflection, but it was enough to see what was with me right now. My eyes widened when I saw my very own eyes, which I almost didn't recognize. They were blazing bloody crimson, like the eyes of a predator ready to attack her prey. Who the hell are you?