Chess Soul Novels & Stories

"Did you want to do this Westley? .. No your going to keep being the coward awesome NOW SHUT UP! Im sorry I didn’t realize how sheltered a life you have led, and your absolutely right I didn’t get to know you at all. But lets not get things twisted he’s not so innocent, do you want to know what his powers do?” She looks at me like a deer caught in head lights and just nods, “All the elders and witches my parents have consulted have had one word for it. He is known as a Stealer not of things but mates, and the reason why it’s called that is because he can make anyone feel the mate bond with him. Have you ever heard humming while you’re with him, but magically he vanishes before you know where

We complete each other, yet we are incomplete. Our journey has been the most beautiful one, yet it’s our most painful loss to each other. I love your soul and all that completes you. You always said, “Your scars are my scars”, but your tears and pain are all mine. All of me is all of you. Although we cannot be there for each other, I promise to remember every word, every feeling, and every smile of yours.

"Here's my secret and it is revealed." Straightening his back, Adelard picked up the oars and began to row. The waves were getting heavier from the wind. "I am not pleased when someone mentions my beauty. When they say that I have a great appearance, I feel like I am no one. As if in this world there is only my appearance, a shell, but no soul. That scares me." "My melancholic prince," she said, touching his knee. "But the truth is not hidden. You are beautiful and this is a fact, my dear."

He declared as he paced with a sinister smile inscribed on his face. "You see, I'm playing a game which you happen to be part of." He paused, his eyes deeply gazing at hers. She found them beautiful yet were overly terrifying. "My Pawn." "Whatever idiotic game you're planning is definitely not my business. Let me go!" Alisha hissed. He laughed. One so mocking. "Do you play Chess?" He questioned. She frowned, choosing to play mute. He started to walk about again. "You see, many people think that the Pawn is the least important piece but only few know it's true worth."

But now, it was only selling for a hundred a pound, which almost everyone can afford. It was a great benefit, especially for those who lived in California and near Alex's house. Many people did not understand Alex's intention, and only people like Mystic Maiden and Zendaya, who once stood in a high position, could understand this. "There is not much time left for you, from the chess piece to the player. What is important is the mindset," Mystic Maiden said to Alex. "A chess player?" Alex smiled. "I never treat others as pawns." "But you have changed your mentality, and you have a strong aura."

He was smiling at him and was still sitting on that little cloud. "Welcome to Steel Soul Online! I'll be your AI assistant in the game too, so feel free to ask me anything!" stars illuminated the darkness, and beautiful nebulas formed different and colorful shapes. In front of him appeared three little orbs that looked like planets. Every planet is for a different type of player: the first one is for the ones focused on magic, and the second on technology, but each one has a little of the other system, so you can freely visit anyone you want. The third one is the chaotic zone that many people know as the underworld, meant for players seeking a challenge in their gameplay. You can choose one

"You're gazing at the board like it's the key to the universe, Mooncrest. It's only wood and ivory." "And strategy, Wolfe. And something you boast of being good at, I think." Rhea matched Kai's icy stare over the sleek chessboard in the stillness of a corner of the Alpha Row common room. Ash, Zane, Blaze, and Micah were absent, leaving them with a fleeting moment of tense, strained quiet. "Indeed. Purely an intellectual game. No sloppy emotions, no random instincts. Only reason. Something Omegas usually lack, don't you think?" Kai's voice was suave, almost a growl, as he indicated the pieces. "White. Your move."

"Please calm down, Mr. and Mrs. Swanson. Cassidy always wanted this targeted drug developed. It was her dying wish. She'd be thrilled if she knew we succeeded!" How dare he use my name? I couldn't help but tighten my fists. Clearly, Miles had no idea that I was back, much less that I was watching him put on such a shameless, scheming act. Pah! Dying wish, my foot! He was just making use of my parents' love for me and squeezing out every last drop of value from my name. But in his eyes, I was already dead. So what he was doing was essentially using a dead person's name to extort money from my parents.

“That’s fine, your morning breathe will probably suck the life out of me anyways, I might as well take the sofa.” The two soon returned to their usual interaction of playful teasing and bickering; finally at ease knowing that they were no longer alone… they had each other no matter what the future had in stored. However, when one soul was at peace, another was unconsciously seeking a resting place… At Acre Hills asylum, in the dead of night, the flashing shadow of a certain young man appearing in a gust of smoke, slowly approached the pale figure curled up into a ball at corner of the room, frantically chanting words of distress…

Someone who has nothing to do with her. “I may not have the money and power you have, but your soul is empty, and that is what is eating you up. And of course, you cannot refute the fact that you and your parents are the most wicked souls that this planet has ever produced. You all deserve a trophy for being amazingly wicked!” I fire at her.