Human Chess Pieces

“You love running from me and I enjoy the chase. It reminds me of how bad I have to punish you when I finally get you.” He said smugly and Ivy scoffed. “And that’s why you’d never catch me.” She bit back with a retort. She would rather die, than let him have her. Ivy hated the nerve of Alpha Jax and she hated everything he stood for. If anything, she would never forget how he slaughtered her whole family while she watched. She would rather die than be mated for him. For Alpha Jax, life is a dangerous game of chess, you either kill or be killed. Nothing gave him joy than watching his mate try to run from him and their bond and if anything, he’s enjoying the chase too.

Now everything is changing...with everyone of us sweeping under the carpet the scars of yesterday's sins. Those scars are what kept me alive until you are all born to hear the story. The world government was powerful and taking advantage of the human colonial minds, they buried our freedom and equity. But now that we the Elites whom they educated and rose to revolts against the fingers that had fed us... What do you call it? Oh! yes they had termed it Rebellion. They did call us rebels, for seeking a small ration part of the best that nature has given to mankind. Al-sural-tu-Nas. This for mankind, tell ye that the beast you trained in the dark had turned to an angel in the day. We are filled from the pot of lies now that our bellies cannot contain what they obtain, the promises that were compromised, treaties that were breached, least they covered the black mails and lies with a blanket of Diplomacy. But now is the snatch of the gallon beer from the drunkard because now there is what when diplomacy fails.....is war. "Now we are free." Later in the future a seed germinates bearing fruits of the YESTERDAYS as she possess the abilities to time travel and set broken pieces together but this has consequences in the future of mankind. Read along

My boyfriend Julian is a chess grandmaster, a genius. At sixteen, he became the youngest grandmaster in North American history. I gave him ten years of my life, but a ring was never on the table. But when he reached the pinnacle of his career and won the Grand Slam, he still refused to break the pact he'd made with his family about his career. "According to my plan, I'm not considering marriage or any other form of long-term commitment until all my goals are achieved." I didn't argue with him. I quietly packed his luggage for the World Championship and wished him the best. He had no idea that at the very moment he was lifting the championship trophy with the world watching, I was dragging my failing body to sign my own name on a euthanasia consent form.

HOW COULD SHE FALL IN LOVE WITH THE MONSTER WHO KILLED HER PARENTS? That's impossible, or was it? Was it even love? Or....revenge? Crazy things do happen in life... *************** "What's that?" I whispered to myself as I felt something moved very fast behind me. It was very dark at night and a dim-lighted lamp was the only source of light I had to see my way home! "Oh my God!! What could that be?" I whispered to myself in terror as it moved again, this time, I felt it getting closer to me. Suddenly, I heard a soft whisper close to my left ear. "She's back and will spare no one". I became more terrified and decided to run. As I was running, I felt that something was running after me, something I couldn't see. Suddenly, my foot hit a stone on the ground and I fell down with a loud thud, shattering the only source of light I had to pieces! And as I was trying slowly to get back to my feet, I was startled by what I perceived in my nostrils. It was as if what was chasing me was right before my face, but yet, I couldn't see it. I could only perceive the smell of warm human blood!

Second book in My Archangel Soulmate series ** Strong arms wrapped around my much smaller frame, comfortable warmth engulfing my tingling body, followed by the softest, sweetest touch of his lips against mine, moving in a slow, gentle kiss. My eyelids fluttered closed on their own accord, pressing myself even closer, my hand finding its way around his neck, burying my fingers in his short soft hair while the small sparks of bright light still danced in between us, mixing with each other. It felt so magical, so utterly ethereal, the way his entire being felt so close to mine, tiny pieces of himself tangling with mine, like small silvery strings those tiny pieces drawing us together, creating a supernatural bond.

"I will fück you whenever and however I want! Say you want this!" He hissed. A pleasure moan escaped her throat. "Yes sir, I__I want this." She panted breathlessly. He hesitated for the briefest moment. "What is my name, Faith?" She didn't delay in answering. "S_sterling Hunter" These were the very words that sealed her fate. A story in which a Billionaire became obsessed with his secretary, there were no rules in the game of lust and desire, he would stop at nothing to make her his. Lies and manipulation was all Faith Jameson ever got from the men she dated. She thought she could trust her boss, little did she know that she had been a tool in his hands all along, she was no more than a pawn in his deceptive games. Would it be too late escape from the webs he had built? Or would she play the game of chess he started?

Destiny has it's own way to find the right one for you, it has the plan to complete the missing piece in you. but what if the Destiny can also be the reason why people became in pieces? Destiny can end in such different ways.

Sophie is speech impaired; she communicates by writing on pieces of paper, and as such, she carries a notebook along with her wherever she goes. She was able to clearly express her anxiety and pain through these papers, sometimes through text messages too. It is fascinating that whenever she goes out, she doesn’t appear to be a pitiable figure. Sophie is bold and clever, and she is an enthusiastic being. She is a baker, and she owns her shop. Sophie’s voice is a great weapon, and there is a lot to her central figure. People assume that she has been mute from birth, but her condition was the aftermath of the sexual abuse she received from Mr. Adrian, her uncle, at the age of 12, and her aunt, Mrs. Eliana, feels shadowed by societal analysis, so she keeps quiet about it. Sophie decided to fight and survive, and she always chose to pick shattered pieces of herself broken.

Sara is used to being hated, ever since birth. Being the illegitimate step-daughter of the alpha of her pack, her life was the most mierable. She dreams of escaping the abusive household, however that becomes impossible when she is thrusted into a forced marriage barely eight months away from finding her true mate. But life as a wife of an alpha took an unexpected turn, especially when her husband turns out to be a loving one. Unexpected emotions bloom between them and they find solace in each other, healing each other's shattered pieces and deepest wounds. But just as she starts to believe in the possibility of finding long lasting happiness, fate throws an unexpected reality in her face that might shatter everything she's built. Will Sara choose to follow her heart and choose a love that mended the broken pieces of her life or succumb to what fate has chosen for her?

Jeremy Suprezo, a rich highschool student who won the nickname of King for being the most attractive being inside the campus. It was his looks and talents that made him famous even outside the school. For having the big name that everyone held their heads to look up to, pushed him to act beyond the limits. From a gentleman who loved playing chess and ball games to a guy who ever love to play girl's feelings. He was not the Jeremy of before. He turned to a loyal monster who is afraid to be left behind by all his gains. On the otherhand, Aris came. A new student to enter the world of indescribable. If ever the king notices her, what would be her place in the castle? A maid maybe? just like every weak girls and boys the king had bullied. Or an official that are use to gain more and are not cared for, just like everyone who sticks like bubble gums. Or perhaps, a queen? Someone a king need to protect even if it means losing everything.