Chess Master Creepypasta Novels & Stories

"Using humans as parasite puppets, those who have just been initiated are called Parasite Emperors, while those who have reached the peak are known as Parasite Masters!" Harry nodded solemnly to the few individuals in the room. The few silently vanished into the night, secretly trailing behind Chad.

"Samuel has the breath of a king, which is hard to find for outsiders. But I have been taught by a master and can see through it. I have lived my whole life. Except for the True God, there is no one else who can have this kind of breath. My son, do you understand?" Wang Dong frowned. "So today evening, you invited him to play chess?" "That's right." Mr. Wang nodded. "According to what the Tomes of Arcane said, the master once taught me life-and-death chess and told me that the one who could break this chess game must be a king who came and looked down on the world." Speaking of this, Wang Dong was puzzled. "Can the chess be played?" In his eyes, the black chess was bound to lose. How could h

The old lady seemed to have recalled some scary scenes. There was fear in her eyes, and her entire body trembled terribly. “Miss Chloe… killed the Old Madam.” Jay’s whole body quivered. If he had not heard it himself, he could never believe that his beautiful and gentle mother would… viciously harm his grandma who he had never met. The old lady revealed some shocking information intermittently. “Old Master wanted to kill Miss Chloe in a fit of rage, but Miss Chloe… She was a demon reincarnate… I was afraid that she’d hurt the old master, so I drugged her… but I took the wrong drug…”

I WATCHED MY HANDS stitch up the new corpse on the table. These twins were among the thousands that ended up here since the Nightmare Master has been trying to use my ability to create a knight in your army. Thankfully, the best I can do is those horrendous curfew bots that need both my and Invent’s abilities to keep living. The Nightmare Master was definitely not satisfied, but I don't know what to tell him. I was about halfway finished stitching this man's arm on when I felt the night my master give me back control.

"Even?" Chloe laughed, a crazed sound. "You think this is over?" She pulled a black crystal ball from her pocket and crushed it. Instantly, the entire mansion began to shake violently. Countless cracks split the walls, and a swarm of black shadows poured out. They were all the spirits she had enslaved. "I'll tell you the truth!" Chloe shrieked. "This game was never random!" "From the very beginning, this was a cage designed just for you!"

“Such a horny slave, you must know who owns you.” Chloe nodded fervently, almost trembling. “I belong to you… master… all of me… everything…” A predatory smile spread across his lips. “Good… very good. That’s it… That’s exactly how you should feel. Such a perfect little slave. So ready… so obedient… every part of you is mine, and I will make you feel it… every moment…” His teeth grazed her throat again, sharper this time, the threat of the bite lingering between them like a promise. Chloe’s head fell back against his shoulder, her body arching into his touch, breathless, “Yes, Master,” spilling from her lips.

Of course he did, I lowered my eyes to my lap so they wouldn’t see the hatred flicker briefly across my face, hatred itself was dangerous, the Mothers said bitterness poisoned a woman’s spirit, but lately I felt poisoned already. Two months ago, the Master summoned me to his private study after evening prayer. I still remembered every detail, the smell of incense, the heavy silence, the guards outside the door and him, Gabriel Vane. The man everyone worshipped like a prophet, he was old enough to be my grandfather, perhaps older, no one actually knew his real age because nobody dared ask questions about the Master, but whispers among the older women claimed he was already in his sixties, his

To be sincere, I was thinking sex. Yup, I am a slut and all I can think of is my master, who is a fictional character drilling his dick into me... in fast fluid movement. Fuck! I want all of my master's dick in me. I wonder how it would feel, would it feel great? Awesome? So freaking good? Ugh, I want him. Is this what master want? Is he trying to get me overly horny again. Or does is just mean I haven't earned the right to get fucked by his dick. Ugh.

MARIE The night was long, stretching endlessly as I lay awake, staring at the ceiling, my thoughts spinning like a vicious storm. Every time I closed my eyes, the face of Xavier Storm haunted me. The coldness in his eyes, the cryptic way he spoke it all felt like an intricate puzzle that I couldn’t solve. I had no choice but to play his game, no matter how dangerous it seemed. The more I tried to distance myself from his plans, the deeper I sank into his web.

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