Fnv Kings Gambit Novels & Stories

"Sir, she tried to take my husband and hurt my unborn child... What kind of woman does that?" The room buzzed again with their manufactured outrage. The commander ignored them, his focus like a laser. "Mrs. Perkins is the legal next-of-kin. The funds are hers." He turned his piercing gaze on Josh. "Furthermore, she filed a formal request with my office for employment and relocation. Why would she do that if her intention was to entangle herself with you, Caleb?" Josh stiffened, caught in his own lie. "She... she's just playing hard to get. It's a scheme to force my hand, to make me provide for her..."

The letter stated, "You are cordially invited to celebrate The Kings one thousandth year. In honor of His Majesty a masquerade ball will be held on July 17th 2030." Oh how nice a year in advance, as usual when it comes to balls. Her face held disdain and disbelief at the invitation. It was probably a setup to see if she would disobey the rules of an exile. She was never to set foot on any vampire soil. The Hotel being the exception due to other Citadels.

Chapter 88 POV: King Hades Pierce “Are they all done with the preparations?” He darkly asked his younger brother as he entered the meeting room. Arlan and Shimuel followed him into the room. All of their gazes were directed towards Prince Raven – who was grinning like a madman with his chess board in front of him. “They are already in place. Don’t worry, as what Tamika said, we will just need to do something in that specific thing.” Raven seriously stated as he moved the white queen piece on the board towards where the black king piece was.

Most kids get taught all about the kingdom and the kings in school before they are shipped to a pet shop or a blood bank. "No, the ruler of the vampires and shapeshifters are twin kings. Both born hybrid both vampire and wolf. Well technically they arent the kings yet since they havent found their mates yet but they run pretty much everything. The twin kings are the strong hybrids I'm the kingdom" Said reese to tammy then look back at mark. "The heathen is the ultimate hybrid with all their strength and none of there weakness, there is no way a common hybrid could kill it even if they were the kings" Snapped reese.

Fennel mumbled helplessly, “Your old man is hiding so much from you? That can’t be. Does that old guy have other plans?” After muttering, Fennel said, “Among the Seven Kings of Disciples back then, the one with the strongest fighting power and the most amazing talent—who’s also known as the supreme king of the seven kings—is the battle god by your father’s side now, Fulton Hash. He was once the king of the seventh zone and has always served your father. When your father was accused of being a defector by the Nonagon, Fulton followed your father and stained the entire path with blood. That was how they managed to break out of the Nonagon. His combat power is the strongest among all known king

We shared a brief moment of silence, our eyes locked in a deep understanding and shared determination. As the tournament drew near, the tension in the air was palpable. Agnes and I stood together, observing the bustling crowd and the preparations taking place. Suddenly, a man in his late forties approached us, his countenance serious and business-like. It was Bryce, the king’s tax collector. “Your Highness,” he began, addressing Agnes with a respectful nod. “I come bearing important news regarding the tournament wager.” Agnes furrowed her brow, curiosity evident in her eyes. “What wager are you referring to, Bryce? I wasn’t aware of any such arrangement.”

“Just like that two pawns are dead and you’re wondering why you chose to become a pawn in the first place.” “Exactly,” Xavier nodded. “Unlucky.” “Not so,” Draymond laughed bringing out the white knight. “Because suddenly the battle is not about pawns any more.” He brought the black knight out. “What is the battle about?” Xavier frowned. “The king,” Draymond smiled. “These knights, these bishops, these rooks, and even the queen all die trying to save the king and what happens in the end?” “He still gets captured,” Xavier said. “He still gets captured,” Draymond nodded in agreement. “And what happens to the pawn?”

Richard stopped dead. “That’s the last victory you will have.” Richard said looking like a rabid dog. Garth laughed as he tried to think what breed suited Richard best. Was a Chihuahua being a bit too mean? “First Move has been awarded to Team Gold.” Said the same women in white that had thrown the sword at the beginning of the match. Garth moved back to his position on the board as King. The real king had settled in his booth with his Queen and way

"Gavin, why are only Fiona and I diving into the Champions Cup? Aren't you and Irving entering the arena?" Gavin’s eyes remained fixed on the winding highway ahead as he replied with casual confidence, "Irving and I don't need tournament ranks to establish dominance. I executed a solo syndicate purge in the North last winter, and Irving is gearing up for an elite assassination campaign at the turn of the new year."

"However, every win made me want to gamble more, and every loss made me desperate to recover, to win back what I'd lost. "Who could have guessed that I'd blow millions of dollars like that? They told me if I couldn't pay up, I'd be sold off to the Mykar Borderlands!" He glanced over at Fiona, who was peeling an apple for me with intense focus and laughing mockingly. "Don't try to pin your mess on me. My casino is known for being the fairest in the business–we don't play dirty. "In fact, we try to warn people who lose too much to stop gambling. But you? You never listen to anyone, do you?"