Game Pawn Novels & Stories

But on that table, there was a giant chessboard, with pieces set up for a game. I walked closer, admiring the intricacy of the board and remembering the two chess pieces I had found in Lachlan’s bedroom. They obviously weren’t from this set as these weren’t crystal. These pieces were made of polished oak wood, even the smallest of piece— a pawn was as big as my finger. "You play?” I asked. Olezka leaned against the table, looking at me with a half-smile. “Yes. Do you know how to play?” I grinned back, a challenge lighting up inside me. “Let’s find out.”

Maybe he was just a pawn in a game he didn’t understand. But one thing was clear—he would never be a looser; Just like the game of chess—a pawn is still a queen.

Under the breathless gaze of thirty pairs of eyes, my finger leisurely scrolled through the betting interface of the internal app, decisively placing a wager on the 1:100 option. A dirty game of probability, and I had just personally activated the very first chess piece.

the explanation seemed vague to her "I will now explain each piece to you; Pawns move one square forward in a straight line. They cannot move horizontally, diagonally or backwards. An exception to this is if a pawn is yet to be moved during the game. If a pawn has not yet moved, it may be moved two squares forward as a single move. Both squares must be empty. The player can also choose to move the piece a single square. The only time a pawn may move diagonally is when capturing an opponent’s piece. Pawns may capture an opponent’s piece on either of the diagonal spaces to the left or right ahead of the piece. As part of capturing the piece, the pawn will move diagonally to replace the capture

I shook my head. "No. I just want to take a break for a while." Jarrold studied me, his voice deceptively soft. "If you're tired, take a leave. A fully paid one." Of course he wouldn’t let me go easily. I was still his pawn, a tool to be used until he no longer needed me—until he could present my defeat as a wedding gift to Cindy. He had to have known about her relentless schemes. I refused to believe he was ignorant.

Staring at the troops of ten black pawns lined up at the borderline of the enemy territory, Sir Rowan passed Zen three white chess pieces — the rook, a horse and a pawn. “The pawns can move two spaces forward each in this game. They can move diagonally when intercepting the enemy pawn. Your job is to prevent any pawns from reaching the baseline with only these three pieces. At the beginning of the game, you can place them anywhere you like in your territory. You need to last for ten moves.” A simulation event!

“Of course. As am I.” Vic stood up, stuffing his keys into his blazer pocket. As he reached the door, he stopped. “Gerard?” “Yes?” “What else did Papa say?” Gerard was silent for a moment. “He said... that the real games will only begin in Geneva. And that you must remember one thing.” “What?” “In chess, a piece that reaches the other side of the board can turn into anything.” Gerard looked at him deeply. “Even a pawn can become a queen.”

Henry said. As soon as the game was launched, the hacker sent a challenge to his opponent. Mr. Henry clicked on accept and hoped he would be playing as white. However, he was black, and he hated black. The hacker, who was white, moved his pawn from d2 to d4. Henry had twenty seconds to make his first move, or he would lose the game even before it began…

A tremor runs from my hand up my arm and directly to my dick. Wow. “This one,” she says, looking up at me through inky lashes. I shift in my seat, trying to bring my body under control, and turn up my palm. It’s the gray pawn. “Black.” I turn the board so that the gray chess pieces are in front of her. “Okay. I’ll start.” Four moves in and I’m dragging my hands through my hair. “As usual, you’ve been holding out on me, haven’t you?” My tone is wry.

Cus what in the hell of unstealthiness was this noise? I tiptoed down the hallway, the hard press of the gun against my behind as I got to the open space living room and kitchen. "Who the fuck let you into my house?", I jumped out in surprise, raising the gun and pointing it to the kitchen area Kane's surprised green eyes stared back at me, his body bent behind the counter like he had been looking for something. His eyebrows quirked at the gun after a long pause of silence and I put it away, flipping it back to safety.