From Pawn To Queen Novels & Stories

“Get in place. Meredith saw a missing pawn and assumed she must belong there. She looked around at the board and the knight leaned in her direction and told her to get the queens crown from the other side as quickly as possible. Meredith nodded and the game began to move in accordance. Meredith wasn’t sure how but she knew when to move and when not to. Somehow she made it to the other side and was crowned the white queen. She turned around to face the board and saw the white king was Brayden dressed very royally in a white decorated military jacket and an elaborately decorated crown with diamonds set in silver. Besides him was the real white queen. Meredith stared at the White queen that sto

Pawn: Noun. A chess piece of the smallest size and value, that moves one square forwards along its file if unobstructed, or one square diagonally forwards when making a capture. Each player begins with eight pawns on the second rank, and can promote a pawn to become any other piece, typically a queen, if it reaches the opponent's end of the board. Once upon a time, I was a pawn in my father's game. Made moves and followed orders, but in the eyes of my father, I remained a pawn. Never to be something more. All I was good for was marrying off and producing him stronger heirs. Something to move around and sacrifice as he saw fit. Then Julian came around and made me a queen, quite literally. A p

“ And where is Derrick?!” “ I think he is having fun somewhere with one of the girls!!” Penny answered, her head bow low for she do not dare look at her boss in the eyes. “ Okay! Get our best girls to the pole I need to make sure these men do not leave with a single money they came in with!!” “ Yes boss!” Penny retreated away while Natash turn to the men whose attention were focus on the game they were playing all placing their whole bet in as her face curled up in a devilish smile.

That stole all my interest. "Uhh... Sir Konstantin. Why are you thanking me?" "Hmm... It motivated her to be better, I guess? Reyna hasn't gone to school for half a decade now, and since your rejection, she has considered it." I affected her that much?! But... it's for the better. Anyways... It's about time to start phase two! This is where Kings, Queens, and pawns are decided! I apologize in advance to Sir Konstantin and his squad. They'll be my pawns, along with Reyna... The entire police corps are my pieces, and I'm the king... yeah, right.

I've been looking into it the last few days since I started noticing the signs, even before the attack from her clan. Kennedy is The Leopard Queen, Queen of all leopards, not just our clan. The last Queen of all leopards was over a thousand years ago and she had three mates and the power to heal. Basically everything Kennedy has been able to do since she was a child, the original Queen of leopards could do too and more. The original Queen and her mates lived for nearly three hundred years, or so the legend says.

He had strategy but no restraint. And right now, it’d cost him. With one swift move, my pawn - docile, useless, weakest of the lot – was placed strategically next to his queen at the back of the board, and in seconds, I switched out their positions as the rules of chess demanded. Queening the pawn. The weakest piece becomes the most powerful in mere seconds. “Queen.” I called. Roma’s mouth fell agape, a low cuss escaping his lips. Once again, a slow mischievous smile graced my lips.

I push him aside and turn for air and see a pair of feet in front of me. - Who are you and what do you want? - I say when I see a black woman with an afro. She was all in black, it looked like she came from a wake. - The prophecy says that the main pawn cannot die, he needs to reach the other side of the board to continue the game. The king needs to be defeated and for that his queen must be contained, contain the queen - She says with white eyes. - What does that mean? What the hell do the chess pieces mean!?

It would be impossible. "It is not an easy decision, I understand. You are a pawn in other men's games. Although I am loath to admit it, at the moment, I am as well. Pawns are always sacrificed. It is not fair, but that is our lot, n'est pas? If you do not go, Godric will die." Evangeline was right. Godric would only get himself killed trying to protect her. What choice did she have? She was a pawn. "The thing about pawns," Emily said, almost to herself, "is if they reach the other end of the board, they become a queen."

In the board game, chess. There are these two valuable pieces. That King and the Queen. These significant pieces are the powerful ones and the center of attention that they always have to protect. The King, as a gentleman, would always give his way to the Queen and let her stand in her own color. But behind it all, there’s this piece that is more valuable. The Rook. The rook contributes a lot when it comes to supporting the advancement of your pawns. And in the end, it does an effective job of cutting the opponent’s king in action.

Then a low sound, not quite approval, not quite warning. “Check yourself properly,” he muttered. I frowned. “What?” He turned away, almost smiling. “You’ll learn the game soon enough.” I stepped forward. “And if I already know it?” “Then you’ll understand that some pieces can’t be kings.” I swallowed hard. I then realized that this was about a game of chess, but more about my limits. “Better a pawn that moves than a queen that stays silent.” His head snapped back toward me, eyes sharp, calculating. “You compare yourself to a queen?”