Game Pawn Novels & Stories

“But since you’ve already lied, I’ll go straight to the point. Have you ever sat down and thought about how lucky these pawns are?” Xavier stared at the eight pawns lined up in front of the board, wondering when being on the front line for battle started counting as luck. “I haven’t,” Xavier said. “Tell me.” “The battle starts,” Draymond smiled, moving the white pawn in front of the king two spaces forward. “And then the pawns are already at risk.” He moved the black pawn in front of the queen two spaces forward as well. He turned to Xavier. “Just like that two pawns are dead and you’re wondering why you chose to become a pawn in the first place.”

“Play.” Ayla hesitated. Then sat. And moved her first pawn. Lucian smiled, just slightly. “You’re beginning to understand the game.”

"I see you made the right decision. Come. Sit. We have much to discuss about the endgame." ♟️ The Grand Master's Game Julian did not offer a grand tour or gifts. He walked straight to the chess table and gestured for Lucas to take a seat opposite him. "You called yourself the 'Pawn'," Julian noted, his voice low. "The Pawn is the soul of the game, Lucas, but it is also the most expendable piece. Your mother taught you defense. I will teach you power." Julian moved the white King's Pawn two spaces forward.

Her gut said someone was back there, and the twisting pit in her stomach was never wrong. A slow smile worked its way across her face and into her eyes. Anita took Lee's hand in hers, "Lee, sometimes a Pawn is enough to change the whole game, and those who ignore its importance are liable to lose their game." Anita pressed Lee's trembling hand from time to time to reassure her. "I may not know them, but I promise I will not let them win."

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.

He asked worriedly. I shook my head and explained to him. “My back pain is killing me right now, it’s the side effect of being pregnant,” I said. He nodded looking in relief that it was not serious or whatsoever. Then we heard a yelling voice from downstairs, both of our foreheads creased and we looked confused. Tobi walked by my side downstairs when we got downstairs, we heard this yelling voice from the outside. “What’s going on outside?” Tobi asked the guards. “There’s someone named Calvin on the gate, asking for Miss Andrea. According to him, it’s important and that it’s about school work.” the guards said.

"Because in that game, I was just a pawn your father used to strike at the Shaw family while making his disobedient daughter finally give up hope. "He had you find me, trap me with love and cheap tenderness, and finally turn me into a worthless nobody who couldn't survive without you. That way, he could humiliate the Shaw family and me, and show you how fragile your so-called love really was. Too bad he miscalculated." I looked down at her from above. "He never imagined that the pawn he'd sharpened with his own hands would one day turn around and completely overturn his entire game." Tiffany collapsed to the ground. I did not spare her another glance and walked straight into the glittering b

Arabella didn't seem interested but it looked like Ivan was trying to cheer her up. But Arabella didn't know how to play chess. She’d always loved the game—the quiet intensity, the way every move felt like a decision that could ruin or save everything—but she had never truly learned it. Never had the time. “See this?” Ivan tapped lightly on one of her pawns. “Pawns only move forward. One square at a time. Except on their first move—they can go two.” “Oh, okay.” Arabella nodded slowly, then reached for the piece again—more cautious this time.

My lips parted, the first word forming on my tongue, when my phone buzzed in my pocket. The vibration startled me, sharp and sudden against my thigh, and for a moment I just stared down at my lap. I'd forgotten I even had my phone with me, forgotten about everything except the weight in my chest and the rain and Kyle's face when he walked away. My hand moved automatically, pulling the phone out with fingers that felt numb and clumsy. The screen lit up, displaying a text from an unknown number. There were no words, just an image. A black pawn. My entire body went still, every muscle locking up as I stared at that little chess piece on my screen. The king that had appeared on my doorstep weeks

Murphy pinned the game and finally defeated the game master, earning a loud applause from all the Alphas and a big smile on Ryan ’s face. When he returned I embraced him happily knowing he was already ahead of everyone in the game. “Now go ahead and join me as well” He said and I turned to the grand master, taking in a deep breath as I approached the grandmaster. “Kindly choose your color” the Game master asked me I looked at the two colors and this time, allowed my intuition to lead me, thus I picked the black piece. The game master initiated the first move which was the first pawn that laid at the front of his king and in return, she moved the first pawn that laid at the front of her knigh