Game Pawn Novels & Stories

Zayn finally looked up, eyes like steel, dark and unreadable. Then, he glanced back down at the chessboard. His fingers placed the bishop down with a soft clack. "Do you know," Zayn said quietly, "what happens when you push your pawn forward, knowing your opponent thinks you’ve made a mistake?" Day stayed silent. Zayn looked at him again, but not fully. His gaze hovered, then returned to the board. He moved the white queen. "They rush in... thinking they've won." He leaned back, a cold smirk forming on his lips. "Let’s see how the game goes."

‘She hasn’t sung yet. I placed the each color of the king, queen, bishop, knight, and rook in their respective spots on the board. Moving the black queen forward two spots, I grabbed a white pawn and set it in the rank in front of it, in the capture position. That was the new move. Looking at one of the black knights, I placed it on its side. That was done. I looked back at the hatch for a moment. He was still a wild card on what he would do next but I didn’t need to move him anywhere.

His pants and boxers joined the growing pile of discarded clothing on the floor. For a moment, we stood there, drinking each other in or unsure if we should take this route. My heart began beating so hard, I wouldn't have been surprised if he was able to hear it. His hands reached my body, relearning every curve. "Wait," I gasped, pulling back. "Protection?" He groaned, forehead resting against mine. "Right. Yes. Of course." He set me down gently, fumbling with his wallet. I watched, heart racing, as he pulled out a small foil packet.

He declared as he paced with a sinister smile inscribed on his face. "You see, I'm playing a game which you happen to be part of." He paused, his eyes deeply gazing at hers. She found them beautiful yet were overly terrifying. "My Pawn." "Whatever idiotic game you're planning is definitely not my business. Let me go!" Alisha hissed. He laughed. One so mocking. "Do you play Chess?" He questioned. She frowned, choosing to play mute. He started to walk about again. "You see, many people think that the Pawn is the least important piece but only few know it's true worth."

I needed to have my eyes and ears in Damon's house, a pawn I could use in dire times. I hadn't ordered him to initiate contact tonight, so if he did, it must have been something important. I waited a few minutes to make sure the coast was clear and opened the piece of paper. It simply read, “I believe something is up with your guest, sir.” I immediately understood he was referring to the woman I had brought here. I turned to my guards and signaled one of them to come closer, “Go get me that woman,” I ordered, and understanding who I was referring to, he nodded and went out immediately.

, he adds, showing surprise. “When a piece, even if it is the least offensive, like the pawn, is well positioned, it becomes the key to a turnaround in the game and... as in the case of our game today, it was worth a victory.”, his eyes widen. emphatically and gestures with his hands around the board. "You're right. Your simple pawn made me lose a game that, technically, I already considered won, taking into account that I had captured all the powerful pieces you had...”, admits the student with a defeated look.

I knew he was fibbing. The jackass was a sore loser. We had played three games of chess and he had lost every single one. We were in the fourth round and Luciano was trying to come up with ridiculous and very untrue rules concerning the game. "Seriously," he defended. "The pawn can become the queen as long as it's in the last three rows." I leaned forward to flick his forehead and shook mine in disapproval. "Liar. That's not how it works." "That's how it does!" He yelled. "And if that's not how it works, then I don't want to play any longer."

I don't even know how to give a lap dance. I stood up and carried my purse i kept on the couch, i was sweating already. As i increased my pace to go out of the room, Sammy stopped me. "Hey! Where do you think you're going huh? The game is not over yet." He said "Since you don't want to play along with what you picked, you have to pay 50USD before we can let you go. You know the rules " Tala added 50 what? How on earth will i get that amount from?

said Daren moving his chess child. Joan paused for a moment wondering whether Daren's step was a trap or not. Joan still confidently moved her chess child quickly. I was getting tense now hearing Daren laugh with satisfaction when Joan moved the chess child. "What?" Asked Joan irritably. He looked at the chess boy he moved earlier. Joan nodded her head, confidently that she had moved the right chess child. "You have already lost. Checkmate "said Daren moving his chess child.

Everybody knew the pawns were the to begin with to be thumped out of the amusement, the conciliatory sheep with such small esteem they were once in a while missed once they were gone. Players seldom considered the give up of the pawn. There were, be that as it may, ways for pawns to get advanced. If they were courageous sufficient to thrust past the religious administrators and other pieces blocking their way, they may make it to the other side. If a pawn succeeded, it at that point got to be a queen. She was tired of being a pawn, tired of making penances for everybody but herself. But she truly didn’t know if she was implied for more.