King Chess Piece Tattoo Meaning Novels & Stories

I teased. It was no kept secret that the Alpha king had a reputation for keeping exotic creatures. He also had a reputation for being cold. He had wiped out whole clans and packs within his rule, everyone was weary of him, he was a legend in itself, said to have descended from the Goddess herself. He was unstoppable, a story to tell children into scaring them straight. “You… Genesis I am… Have you never seen the king,” he fumbled, appearing almost shocked.

His black hair was slicked back from his face, exposing sharp features and that same hard, unreadable expression I remembered from the field. A chess king tattoo curled up the side of his neck, dark against his skin, and even from where I stood I could feel it. The aura. That cold, oppressive weight settled over the courtyard like fog. Zane went straight to him, saying something I couldn’t hear. Riko barely glanced at him. His attention moved over the crowd, over the teachers, over the principal, over the banner, over all of us lined up like decorations. He looked irritated. Like the whole thing offended him.

“I’ll be the Aristotle to your Plato. I’m prepared for my to begin with lesson.” She balanced the table. All but four pieces were on the board, lined up in flawless small columns. “Well, it’s all around securing the ruler. He’s this one and this is his queen.” He tuned in as she portrayed how each piece moved and what their limits were. “This is the knight. Of all the pieces, he and the ruler are my favorites.” “Why?”

I laugh softly. He smirks. “Dad is good at chess. Us Kings are.” “Oh?” I tease as we walk to the door. Opening it, he holds it open for me. “Yes,” he replies in the same mocking tone. “Well then, you have not met a Toussaint,” I counter, gasping when he grasps my arm and spins me around. “Actually, I have… and she’s the king of kings. You’re right… A Toussaint will always trump a King.”

she said suprised Richard sighed “it is not a tattoo, it is the chaos eye rune. It means you can see people who are influenced by choas, even if they have cloaking spells on. It is my attempt at keeping you alive until i get there. It can only been given by descendents of high demons” “Thank you so much” “Don’t thank me Princess. You are what makes my life worth living. I would do anything, be anything to keep you safe. Everything I do is for you and you alone.” Richard said as he grabbed Jamie’s hands and tenderly kissed it.

the younger man chuckled triumphantly, looking down at the piece he just moved. On the farthest corner of the board was the Black Glass Knight, a mighty cavalier riding his horse. He was an eerie, silent chess piece holding a sword in the air. Despite being delicately carved from black glass, his personality shone through with every strong corner and edge he had. He was a soundless beast, ferocious, and ready to kill as he cornered the most important piece in the game, the White King. "Doesn't he remind you of someone?" The younger man lifted the knight one last time. Then, without any ado, he tipped the White King off the board using it. That made the majestic King fall helplessly on the fl

Over time, Morrigan noticed that he started clapping for her when she won during their tournaments. Morrigan found a friend in Kaya, the warrior she had beaten on the first day of training, born out of their desire to improve. Kaya is the eldest daughter of one of the previous Bests, being a term for the best warrior in the pack. Her father had been able to hold that title for five years–a few years longer than anyone else ever has. Kaya doesn’t disappoint, working day in and day out with Morrigan to improve.

Big ones. And through my weak, blurry, sweat-stung vision, the first thing I saw wasn't a face. It was a tattoo. On a forearm resting against a meeting table. Dark ink. Ancient markings that moved up the arm in patterns that didn't look decorative. I knew what that tattoo meant. Every wolf in every pack across six territories knew what that tattoo meant. The Lycan King. My stomach churn immediately. An elder was already on his feet, voice raised at the guards for daring to interrupt. “What's so important that you dare to interrupt the lord's important meeting. Did you have any concept of…”

"That tat is not ordinary. It's sorcery. Something's coming for you. It's dangerous to be anywhere near my uncle with that thing. If he sees it, you're in deep shıt!" Too late. He already saw it. I want to tell him this but the thought trail off as I recall Zach and the doctor's reaction to the tattoo. It's not far from Ty's reaction. Why is everyone freaked out? Is it that bad? My dad's words echo in my head as I recall the look on Zach and his doctor's faces - '''You have to hide it from everyone''' "Kes, this tattoo means you're a danger to the entire kingdom! The fact that you can't respond to your Alpha's command is proof. You don't want anyone to see this. You'll do as I say, and I'll

The guard slowly shook his head. "No." "There was only one thing left." He held out a small velvet pouch. Kael opened it. Inside lay a single white chess queen. Its base was stained with fresh blood. Lord Blackwood closed his eyes. "I know that piece." Rowan looked at him. "You've seen it before?" His father nodded once. "The man behind all of this..." "...always leaves a queen before he starts the real game."