Master Chess Novels & Stories

“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?”

As one of his pawns advanced across the board, Master Kai asked, "Do you know anything about chess, that you have opted to play with me?" "No, master, I do not know anything about chess since no one was there to teach me but I do know that chess is similar to a royal family, in which the queen is the most powerful member, whereas the king is the weakest, and in which all other members — including the pawns, knights, and bishops — are devoted to protect the king till their last breath." Dillon dismounted from his horse and continued, "In the war of chess, many members will die and perish, but I must preserve the queen's life for the sake of the king."

DREW "Let me guess." She wiggled a finger in the air. "You lost?" I sighed. "He said he'd have a tougher time playing a pre schooler." "Shit. That's deep." The annoying master had won in the game of chess. I thought it was just dumb luck but he repeated the process over and over so he could kill my spirit. Mission accomplished asshole. "That's why," I flipped the laptop open. "I need to research everything there is to know about chess. I'm going to lure him into a rematch and make him eat shit."

Her level was similar to that of a kindergarten. The security guard's face turned awkward. With their level of chess playing, how could the two of them still enjoy it? The key is that when it's clearly time to capture a piece, the master seems to have not seen it at all, always managing to avoid it perfectly, prolonging the duration of the game indefinitely. The gatekeeper let out a weak sigh. He felt embarrassed. Finally, he couldn't help it and reminded Theo, "Sir, you can be a general now."

I said nothing. The nothing was not shock. It was not guilt. It was the particular silence of a man who has just watched the opening move of something and is already three moves ahead of it, reading the board, understanding the shape of the game that has just begun, and knowing with a certainty that sat below logic and above instinct that the man standing across from him with the performed horror on his face had been in this room before me tonight. And had not left it empty.

He was winning. "Young Master, you're here." Hart saw Kevin Kyle and stepped aside, "Why don't you play with Old Master Kyle?" Kevin Kyle did not object that and sat down across his grandfather. His sharp eyes scanned through the chess game and he moved a game piece. His move has caused the chess game to be in his favor again. No matter how Old Master Kyle moved his pieces, Kevin Kyle was still winning. After a few more rounds, Old Master Kyle gradually became tired. He looked at the gameplay and hesitantly moved his piece. He knew he was losing to Kevin Kyle.

His eyes paralyse my movements whenever he looks at me. Rafael smirked as his eyes cunningly travelled from the chessboard towards me. I shook my head in horror knowing what he was going to do. "We have someone here, who is capable of defeating Mikhail!" I turned around to leave but Lovina grabbed me and my face turned helpless. "Marona will continue this game on behalf of me. She was chess champion for all our senior years." My heart skipped a beat, yes I was a chess champion but how am I supposed to win against Mikhail?

With a sinister smile as he plays unto the rook, Jay tosses unto him. They draw their expression as one thing remains and forever will be tagged in their worlds. They are their master’s puppet and the rook of the chess game ‘they are playing with. “Besides, we are the highest piece next to the queen. The rook, the palace and fortress of this entire game.”

Then: "Finish your breakfast. Your first lesson starts in an hour." He stood and walked away, leaving me alone with my cold eggs and the echo of his words. You don't have to survive here. I didn't believe him. But I wanted to. The lesson was about politics. Aeden had set up a whiteboard in his study, a massive thing covered in diagrams and names and connections that made my head spin. He stood before it, sleeves rolled to his elbows, explaining the power structures of the supernatural world with the same calm authority he brought to everything.

grandmaster says, “how are you?“ the grandmaster, “Everything Is not fine” Richard retorted, “Why?“the grandmaster asked, “the girl that I kept my house for the renewal has started having nightmares,” Richard says, hope I will not be affected, because I don't want to lose my dignity and my wealth,” Richard says, “did you keep the dog very well?“ grandmaster asked, “and hope she has not been close to the dog?“ grandmaster asked, “where I kept the dog, she can never see the dog” Richard replied,