Chess Novels & Stories

Make him stop playing with me! I saw a chess board on the table. Some chess pieces have been eliminated placed on the side. Only a few were left on top of its board that were still on the game. Auntie Matilda taught me the game of chess, but I was not very good when it comes to strategies. The only thing in my mind is to attack, so in the end I would usually lose. I left my seat and let the two have their conversation. I just paid attention to the chessboard which made me advance the black knight. When my heart almost fell from my chest because of a knife suddenly s

He simply stared at her, trying to guess the thoughts inside her head as he simply gave her a cold reply. “Does it matter? You didn’t even know your name, why are you curious about mine?” Xegris coldly said as he look at her bosom again. Hellion tighten her grip as she tried hard to cover her mounds but the very action she does only, furtherly stimulate the viewer. Xegris gulped in satisfaction as his deep gaze already peeled off the layer of clothes on her chest. Hellion gritted her teeth while still oblivious of her stimulating acts. Xegris even whistled but it seems like she didn’t hear it. She angrily puffed out her chest as she yelled at him.

Every servant, every employee, every familiar face suddenly became someone we could no longer trust completely. Before anyone could respond, another guard hurried toward us carrying a transparent evidence bag. Inside rested a single black chess queen. The small carved piece looked strangely elegant beneath the harsh emergency lights, yet something about it made my stomach twist with unease. Adrian accepted the bag without speaking, his fingers tightening almost imperceptibly around the plastic. "Do you recognize it?" I asked quietly. His gaze remained fixed on the chess piece for several long seconds before he finally nodded. "Y

But somewhere deep in that hollow spot where his heart used to be, something was starting to move. Something that felt like hunger. Something that felt like want. Something that might have been the first real beat of a heart that had gone quiet months ago. Alex reached over and picked up the chess piece. Held it tight in his palm, the black wood cold against his skin, and read the tiny word carved underneath. Check. He was still in check. The game was still going. But for the first time, Alex wondered if maybe—just maybe—he was meant to be the one who won it.

Diego was merely a pawn, and I had to find out who the real chess player was. *** follow i* @iindwi_z

Hades I looked down at the chessboard through my glasses, the faint reflection of black and white pieces staring back at me. My sleeves were rolled up, the cuffs creased, my tie long gone and forgotten somewhere in the room. My hair was a mess, fingers having dragged through it one too many times as the game dragged on. Calmly, I picked up my black piece and moved it forward. The white piece in its path fell. I removed it from the board without hesitation and set it aside.

"Bring me the chess pieces, Sheffield, and I'll put Lennox in a checkmate he cannot escape." END OF BOOK THREE

She politely refused. "Oh wait, look what I also bring." Her grandmother pulls out the chessboard that she brought. "A board that father and grandfather used to play? But I do not know how to play that, grandmother. In fact, I don't even know what that game is called." Luna replied. "You know what, this board game is called chess. Also, did you know who taught your grandfather and your father how to play chess?" Luna's grandmother asks her. "I actually do not know, grandmother. Was that great grandfather?" Luna had no idea who taught her father how to play chess.

I took a step back and let them have it. Back at the main chamber, I found Schnell with Bob. They were—of all things—playing chess. With magnetic pieces. On a stolen Control board. “He’s cheating,” Schnell said without looking up. “You’re using equations to optimize your pawn structure,” Bob countered. “I call it even.” They both glanced at me. “Didn’t peg you two for bonding time.” Schnell grunted. “We are not bonding.” “Not in ze slightest,” Bob said at the same time.

Black pawn moves automatically and this game seems to have an automatic opponent. I moved the rook to line 3 third white box. The rook moves to the black side line 6 third Black box. Using the rook, I kill the black pawn then the black rook move to kill my white pawn. I moved my queen to where my pawn came from. The black rook on the left side moved forward. I check my white rook, the black queen moves out. It matched my queen and it was my turn to move it then viola! I killed the most powerful piece of black chess.