Master Chess Novels & Stories

I probably shouldn’t but… “Do you play Chess?” He asks suddenly, startling me. “I know the moves but that’s about it.” “Follow me.” He leads me to the center of the study where a large table is. In the middle of the table is a chessboard that looks like it was carved from marble. The pieces themselves are shiny ivory and look expensive enough to pay my salary. “Everyone knows how powerful the lead pieces are,” he explains as he begins moving the king and queen, “But they’re not the most powerful.”

James and his companions followed Yared’s lead. With a sudden burst of light, they found themselves atop a vast mountain enveloped in swirling mist. To their surprise, amidst this serene setting, two elderly men with white hair clad in robes, engaged in a chess game. However, their chess differed from the conventional game. They utilized the vast expanse of the void as their chessboard, with planets serving as the pieces, harnessing the formidable power of the Historial Power as their hands to manipulate and display their masterful skill. The sight was magnificent and unique.

says the student in a questioning tone and takes more notes. “The great players created famous openings that were crowned with success. Others used the same techniques and added something more. This guarantees many victories. But the harmony of the whole is nothing more than pure calculation creating a 'harmonious universe'” “I think I understand...” demonstrates uncertainty. “Have you ever had the chance to see a match between a champion master and a layman? I don't think so, but it's something like: 'A world where the creator, who has control over all the laws of physics, and a creature who is nothing more than a slave to the laws'” concludes the master.

That was already a huge handicap and that is why I didn’t want to lose again. After five minutes, I watched in dismay as Hunter announced, “Queen D3 to C2.” He turned to me and with a proud smile he added, “Checkmate.” I groaned. “How did you do that?” He stood up from his seat. “Hunter Vaughn, Chess Master since the age fifteen!” And he bowed left, right and center. He looked so proud of himself, it made my loss even more frustrating. “How is that even possible?” I asked him. “Are you sure you’re blind?”

" Seriously?! That's awesome! " Kaen nodded. " Which means?" Manor chimed, suddenly appearing right between me and Kaen, squatting on the ground with his hands on the table, peering at the chess pieces at eye level. " Kaen 24, Manor 25. Congratulations you are greater than me for now." Kaen patted his head like he was an overgrown dog. " Yeaaaah! Yes!! I am greater than a Master! I'm greater than a Master!" Manor leaped up to his feet and did his dumb victory dance behind me while constantly repeating the same line.

He turned to face his team, his amber eyes now clear and sharp, as if he had pierced through every layer of fog and doubt. "We've only found scattered pieces of a chess game played by two grandmasters—Lord Dragon and Lucien Dorne—for decades," he continued. "Trying to assemble it ourselves from the beginning, piece by piece, is a fool's errand, and a dangerous one. We will always be one step behind them."

Valerie explained all teared up from the disappointment that would be on the faces of those that had looked up at her. "That is a scholar mate or commonly known as a fools mate; Scholars mate in chess is a potential 4 move checkmate for white pieces in chess, attacking the f7 square with a double threat with a bishop and a queen. The scholar’s mate targets the weakest square on the board which, left undefended, can lead to a rapid loss. As one of the fastest checkmates on chess, the Scholars Four-move checkmate can be an impressive show of force of your chess pieces but does require the black pieces to be totally ignorant of the threat of one of the first checkmates you might learn as a begi

I was almost relieved when he reappeared and asked if I wanted to play black or white. “White,” I said, finally content to have something to focus on. We played in silence for almost an hour, exchanging tactical blow for this knight or that rook. I had to admit, he played with a finesse I hadn’t seen since Kyle. “Mistra’s mate used to play Chess, you know. That’s where she learned it.”

This, this is too fast, right? Their grandfather and grandson had been playing for several days, but Arielle actually solved the chess game in just a few seconds. "It's really boring." President Munch was a little bored, "You go to the exam." Lovert also stared at the chessboard in disbelief. He believed that his chess skills were the best in his circle of friends. Since Arielle killed a piece of chess last time, he also went to the chess club to study chess manuals. Having played against some elderly people a few times, he felt that he was not bad, but after meeting Arielle, he had to suspect that he was mentally retarded.

STEVENS POV "I am not chasing after him," I mutter, my voice sounding super small inside the pack chariot. My shoulders get very stiff under my jacket. I turn around to walk out of the Silverclaw Royal Citadel, but Bartosz yells after me from the big table. "Try not to look like you are going to a warrior funeral, brother," Bartosz says, laughing a bit. "Stevens is handsome and he can play the violin like magic. You are the Future Alpha King and you have no mate. It is not that hard."