From Pawn To Queen Novel Novels & Stories

The damn annoying thing is that I’m currently in this situation due to making them reject each other or because the King was a stupid old fool who loved that slut more that his own son, I wouldn’t know anymore or why I’m even still with this idiot as I only wanted the title of Queen and now I’m not even going to get that or maybe I could with the help of this person which is why I made Darius agree as I’ll be Queen if it’s the last thing I do. I was in my own little world thinking about what has happened just this morning and how quickly I went from nearly being next in line to power to nothing that I didn’t notice we stopped in front of a large oak door as I walked straight into Darius who

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

“Goodluck trying to fight the undead.” I narrow my eyes and lean back, smiling. He’s really good at this, and I’ve only taught him to cheat like a minute ago. But I’ve been doing this since I was old enough to understand the rules of chess. “Nice try, but you see my queen was a neuroscientist before she became royalty and guess what? She’s developed a cure.” He grins, but that’s not all. I continue. “Grateful for being saved from the nightmare of feasting on brains, your once zombie pawns pay allegiance to the kingdom that saved them.” I rotate the pawns and a knight, turning his pieces against him. They belonged to me now.

“Because I know what it’s like to be collateral damage in someone else’s game. And because I’m tired of standing on the sidelines.” I swallowed hard. “I don’t want your pity.” “Hell sweetheart, this isn’t pity,” he said, voice low. “Let’s call it war, shall we?” I looked away, trying to calm the storm rising in my chest. “And what would I be in this arrangement?” I asked, eyes still on the wall. “A pawn?” “No,” he said, taking one more step. “You’d be the queen. My queen.” The words hit me like a jolt.

She turned to Alejandro with the same cold gaze. — Now I’m a player. And players never lose. She walked away from the scene with unwavering confidence, showing everyone that the queen had taken her first pawn.

And everyone – Kent, my father, Ivan, Daniel even – they all want me to think that I am, that I am some penny or some pawn. But what I’m starting to realize, through all of this, is that I’m worth much more to them, and to myself, then they’d like me to believe. After all, if a pawn crosses the entire chess board…she becomes a queen. I smirk, slipping my penny into the pocket and quietly leaving the room. I head upstairs to bed, not bothering to say goodnight to anyone.

I refuse to choose another queen. ******************************************

Almost. I sit at a corner table and pull out my notebook. Instead of homework, I draw a chessboard, marking the pieces. Pawn: Me. Small, expendable, but underestimated. King: Chief Langston. The one I ultimately need to take down. Queen: Jace. Dangerous, powerful, capable of ending me if I’m not careful. The rest fall into place. Marissa and her followers as rooks—strong but predictable. Teachers as bishops—slicing diagonally, always at angles you don’t expect. The rest of the students? Pawns like me, though most of them don’t know it.

She let out a gasp and a cough. A tree snapped and fell. Nol glanced up at last to find the heaving monstrosity that was the King. Even partially shifted into his true form was a terrifying sight. His shirt barely holding on by a thread as black fur protruded from his skin. His face partially shifted. Not long after, the Queen arrived. Not in the same state as her Mate, but angry and scared for the safety of her child.

How stupid can this servants be? Dev lowered her head, her body shaking with fright. She then cupped her trembling hands and blurted out the truth. “My Lord, The Queen only took a bite on the bun and suddenly collapsed. She…she would be better after a while…” She said in a shaky voice. The sweat poured out like a stream of fear, trickling down her cheeks as the throat suddenly became sparse. Dev gulped down, trying to pull herself back to her original composure. “What?!”