From Pawn To Queen Novel Novels & Stories

"Wait! What?! That's confusing! You said you're the Alpha." "Yes, but so are you." Sage sat up, dragging the sheet around her exposed body. Then she looked over her shoulder and gave me a face of confusion. "Can you please elaborate?" As I sat up, I didn't bother to cover myself, causing my mate's eyes to stare at my chest. I mentally smirked when she blushed but absorbed her question instead. "Well, I was confused too but she said that the previous Queens share the curse with their mate before. Everything just changed when her spirit shattered during the rebellion."

She looks at me, "You used to visit sometimes, don't you remember?" I shake my head, "If I did, I wouldn't be asking questions." "I was the Queen's maid and Henry's nanny." My jaw drops and that's when the memories come flooding back, the gifts, the trips to the castle and the little brunette boy, which used to chase me around the castle and play hide and look with, it's Henry. "You remember now?" I nod, "Yes." Henry walks into the living room and tells Nana that the car is waiting outside, she kisses his cheek goodbye and gives Henry a hug and leaves. The sudden realization that I'm left with the king hits me, and I am nervous like sweaty palms nervous.

A tiny blue house sat crooked and weather worn, tucked just outside the reaches of town. The paved road ended turning into gravel that eventually thinned into a little dirt walking path. The surrounding forest seemed to grow and swallow everything around it. No cars had been down this road in ages and the remnants of the long forgotten houses hid in the shadows of the trees. Louise walked slowly,letting each step linger so she could savor the moment and the quiet beauty around her, despite the sorrow and the hurt that had shaped her young adult life. Louise stopped in front of the slumped and sagging white porch, or what was left of a white porch. The paint was chipped and peeling, pulling a

Her bishop trapped his knight on his queen. Kai's smirk hesitated for half a moment. "A pin. Nice. But easily snapped. Pawn to F3." He advanced a pawn to snap the pin. "And you weaken your king's defense," replied Rhea, her voice gaining a soft confidence. "You expose yourself, Alpha, to a momentary victory. Just as you exposed your queen. And as Theon does, in his desire for mastery. Bishop to H3." Her bishop moved forward, threatening his rook.

“Poor girl doesn’t even know her husband hostile bought it out.” My blood ran cold. It was like Throne didn’t just want to punish me. He wanted to break me. Piece by piece. How could my husband of all people to be the one behind that hostile buyout. That casino was my father’s hard work, and he knew it. “You did it?” I asked, staring at him. He didn’t deny it. Just offered me that insufferable smirk. “All because I didn’t let your little mistress win a tiara?” Still no answer. Just a clap of his hands as he turned toward the room. “All right,” Thorne called out. “Anyone who wishes to compete for the grand prize, please take your seat.”

He truly was my fate. And maybe it was time for the tables to turn. With a deep breath, I met his gaze and tried to smile. I knew I failed miserably by the look on his face, but I hoped he could feel the intention. "If this is just a game of chess, I don't want to be a pawn anymore. I want to be the queen."

“A chess game doesn’t end when you lose your king; it’s over the moment your queen get’s hit.” Eleanor seemed to remember the chess game she had played with Alexandra years ago. It was vague, almost forgotten, but she could still manage to remember the words she had told Alexandra, who at that time was still a novice in the art of chess, unlike now when she has mastered the moves and knew every piece on the board like the back of her hand. In reality, Eleanor knew that was what made her all the more dreadful. When she had begun this game of hers- killing off those pieces which were useless and only leaving those which showed their true proposes, never had she thought that one of her very own

He wrote, [I'll reward anyone five million for evidence that Eve poisoned Jenny. The entire forum was lit ablaze. [Damn! Five million! I wouldn't mind even staying on for three more semesters!] [Tony Jenson in his usual element! How dominating and protective of Jenny he is! Jenny is one lucky girl to have a boyfriend like him!] I could not help but roll my eyes. What a clown. Evidence? As if they could find any. I closed the forum and returned to my thesis, adding the final data and patiently waiting for the defense the next day.

She pushes her hand underneath her gown, and slips past her panties, thrusting into her hard. The sleeping guards wake up at the sound of movement, their eyes widening when they see the Queen standing before them. “Your Highness,” they both bow their heads. “Take me to the merchant,” Yuelan orders. The guards turn silently and lead her further into the prison. At Master Chang’s cell, they open the lock and let the Queen inside. Master Chang sits facing the wall. At the sound of his opening, he whirls around with an anxious expression, thinking it is the guards coming back to beat him.

"I was hoping you were going to wake up if I made noise hard enough. I don't know how to cook to save my life" Nice tactics, I mused in my head before glaring at him. I slid down from the stool and walked over to the burner, grabbing the pan out of his hand as I did so. Breakfast was ready in thirty minutes and I was happily nibbling on my stripped bacon When Kane asked, "Do you think she's alright?" "He wouldn't hurt her", I responded almost immediately, knowing his worries and concerns were all for Dalia. I was worried too. We had grown up together too and now a contract had bound her to the king of vampires in our city.