Master Chess Novels & Stories

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?”

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.”

If I hadn't fallen for my master already, I would hands fallen over again. "You're ready, that's good. Shall we?" He stretched out his hand, and I took it smiling. Although a little bit sad, he didn’t tell me I looked beautiful. We left the house, got into the car and my master drove away. Master took me to a tennis court, were he did win me 6-1. I should add, that his dirty wink and smile he kept sending towards me, made me lose. Yup, my master cheated. "You do know that you actually cheated, right?" I murmured under my breath, pouting so hard.

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.

Sonnet quietly breathed a sigh of relief. She stole a peek at Myles. She did not know what he was thinking, but he was smiling. “That man may act like a child, but he’s a great chess player! I haven’t met a decent rival in forever! Come to think of it, I kind of miss him now that I haven’t seen him in a few days!” “He can play chess?” Sonnet was surprised. She really had no idea Maxwell could do that. “Yeah, he’s an expert chess player. Since he came from a wealthy family, he probably started playing since he was a child. He probably retained the skill after his brain injury.”

Maestro: Life couldn't get any better than it is now. I'm married to my best friend even though that women can drive me insane. And soon our little girl will be here. Let's just say that i'm more scared about having a daughter than dealing with my hormonal wife. Right now we are laying in bed. Well i'm laying she is knocked out. I guess that happens after your husband fucks you good and give you muliple orgasms while seven months along. Oh well she did go to bed with a smile on her face.

They were playing chess but he owned the board. He owned them.

' The lady of the house has proven to be chicky and their are other methods to counter her,' I sense my wrong move immediately. Steve executes a two move checkmate, and am left speechless. ' You didn't just win the game in two moves,' ' This is Fischer Random Chess mi'lady it's a game of strategy and tactics,' he says winking. ' Well played, I can't wait to put you back to your place,' ' The winner gets a chance to dare the looser from the next game onward,' ' What? That's so...' I can't find words to finish.

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."