Demon Joker Chess Novels & Stories

he bounced up and down. “Stay back,” Luciano held up a hand. Antonio groaned, folding his arms across his chest and pouting. Jose leaned casually against the wall. “You expecting a bomb?” Luciano didn’t answer. Instead, he reached forward and slowly removed the lid. Inside the box was a layer of black velvet. And resting on the velvet… Was a single chess piece, a king. But it wasn't new. In fact, it was pretty worn out. And it looked like someone had burnt it too.

But he had to move slow. The first thing he did was introduce the evil man to what evil truly looked like. One of those mornings when he chose to appear before the man’s bedside, he decided not to leave so suddenly. Nay. He stayed and looked Rell in his eyes, starting a stare down with his demon form fully on display. Young didn’t disappear until the man had sprung into action, finally reaching for his gun, with a ‘what the hell’. When he turned back to the edge of his bed, Blood, the demon version of Young, had disappeared.

His frown only seem to deepen with time. "It was weird and scary when Maddox reacted that way..His eyes were— "Gray" He finished.Tension happens to linger in the air, somehow I feel there's something wrong or maybe about to happen. "How do you know?" I asked.The man before me heaved out a sigh. "Demon is trying to take over Maddox completely.Those gray eyes only come back when it's stronger and succeeding in taking control.I have warned him countless times to not use demon.It makes him strong for sure only to lure him into the trap"

"Lorenzo... what do we do? How do we choose?" Slowly, deliberately, Lorenzo walked over to his desk. He reached down and picked up the pristine white marble queen chess piece from the black envelope. With a smooth, violent click of his wrist, he slammed it down onto the miniature chessboard on his desk, moving it one square aggressively forward into enemy territory. "The Chairman blindly operates under the assumption that he is the only entity on this board who knows how to play chess," Lorenzo said, his voice dropping into a register of pure, unadulterated malice as a dangerous, predatory smile finally broke across his face.

~Allister~ After the surprise party I threw for Jess, my friends have been on my neck nonstop to understand exactly what's going on between Jess and me. So, when I finally took them up on a ‘boys night’ offer to a private polo club, I wasn’t surprised by the numerous questions that followed. Chess is one of the worst games to play with Julian. Yet, I find myself battling it out with him while Victor and Simon offer me their support since we are all certain that Julian, the smart chess master, will eventually beat my ass.

She trembled as she responded. “I should just kill you…but it is not your time yet.” The Alpha stared menacingly at Laverna. Laverna gulped. “Yes sir,” Laverna responded. Laverna’s Alpha scoffed. He stared at the chessboard in front of him. The chess board was arranged as if a game had been played there but it was obvious that only the Alpha had ever touched the board. He did not speak to Laverna for a while but instead continued to play with the chess pieces.

Jackie suggested. “That's also Alpha Domination, dear. I can see you've really gotten pretty smart. All thanks to the chessboard. I need both of you to get involved in this plan. This is for your future, my darling; can you please excuse us?” I said. He bowed and left the room.

he said out cheerfully, pointing towards Dominick's direction. "Come over here boy" he demanded and Dominick went towards the table to meet him. At this juncture, he had to obey all what the man wanted if indeed ,he wanted to get Leila back. Dominick knew that he just had to obey Dante's orders. "Sit" the man demanded and he did. Dominick looked around the other three men who were in the room with him. They looked a bit older than Dante. Except the one who was sitting next to him. He was a bit younger and was more like his age range. Dominick greeted them briefly and his eyes went to the game on the table. The chess board, and its characters complexly arranged on it indicating an ongoing gam

Without waiting for a response, Francesca Conti turned and walked briskly back down the marble corridor, her footsteps fading into the cold, ancient silence of the palazzo. Daniel and I stepped inside the room, shutting the heavy door behind us. I immediately walked over to the chess table by the roaring fire. The pieces were made of heavy silver and dark obsidian. White’s king was trapped in a complex, claustrophobic net near the edge of the board, surrounded by Black’s knights and rooks. "It looks like a composition by Loyd," Daniel said, leaning over my shoulder, inspecting the board. "Mate in three." "No," I whispered, staring at the obsidian queen sitting on c4. "Look closer, Daniel. It

“Feeling defeated already, Ravenstone?” He inches forward, a glimmer of mischief lighting up his eyes. I’d bent the rules of the game first, so now he could justify breaking them. “Well, what you didn’t know is that my queen is actually a necromancer, and the queen your disguised bishop thought he killed?” He picks the white queen piece and places it back on the board. “Was just a phantom.” I laugh, impressed. “Not playing by the rules huh?” “I am playing by the rules.” He smiles, and the tiny scar on his cheekbone catches the light. “Your rules.”