Master Chess Novels & Stories

As time went on, the game between Zayn and Ares grew more and more intense. It had already reached its climax and everyone at the scene were skilled in playing chess so they could sense the intensity of the game naturally. Chess was considered one of the most famously difficult games in this world and players of different skill levels would differ very much from each other. On the other hand, even the current grandmaster in the world would feel inferior upon watching the game between Ares and Zayn now.

"So easy to manipulate." Soon the chessboard had been set and they were ready to play. Adi, who had been playing chess with the computer for over three years now, did not expect that he would lose out to Fifi in under ten moves. He stared quietly as his king was surrounded on all sides and cornered into a checkmate. Pushing the chair back with a smile Faith stood up arrogantly and said," You should have asked me how well I played before challenging me! I have been playing since I was nine and am the current reigning champion in the inter-school competitions all over the state and second on the country level!"

Even Grandmaster Quintan felt the urge to kneel and pay respect to the Stargate. While Master Quintan was admiring the Celestial Stargate, voices came from behind " You seem in a lot of thought Quintan " "No wonder you're getting old with us buddy " "You could have warned us earlier I had almost defeated Julius" "Stop lying, this chess match was going on for hours and you weren't even close to beating me" Master Quintan smiled and looked behind and saw 4 old men walking over to him. They were the other Legendary Grandmasters of Somerland. They are the pillars on which Somerland stands. They contain power beyond imagination.

I'd love for that truth. “Why not? Let's have it.” We moved to the right corner of the room where the chessboard silently laid. “I often use this board as my drawing board. Every day, I come to change my movements.” He laughed. I would have left his drunken a**, but what better way to scoop him off some information if not when his mental state is unstable? “Of course, chess is a giant game. It's not meant for everyone.” As he spoke, each moved his pieces across the 8×8 checkered board.

The living room now gleamed with elegance: deep grey suede couches, polished wooden floors, a ceiling-to-floor glass wall that looked out over the ocean. Each room was clean, precise. The master’s balcony offered a sweeping view of the water. The safe opened with my palm and retinal scan, just as designed. Hidden. Untouchable. The underground room was the crown jewel. The narrow passageway descended beneath the house like a secret artery. The chamber at the end was cold and hollow, its silence heavy. Reinforced walls, soundproofing layers, a singular air duct system. I had a control panel installed at the door, one command could lock it down entirely.

he offered weakly. "What is to not suit me?" she questioned, for the first time since she agreed to marry him not feeling his equal. She again glanced around the room. Lord Chadwick was only one small step from being royalty. Mikail Tane was a famous war hero. Who was she to ... ? She started to cry. Now she knew she had made a mistake in agreeing to marry him. How could she take up the title of Lady Chadwick for the rest of her life?

ill to stop the knight Michael from ending his sentiment, the king stood up with a smile and said forcedly with irony; "Knight knight, if the anger does not subside, then ask for your due forgiveness and withdraw your insult!" -Never sire, but because I want to forgive the impulsiveness of the prince I would like to say something about the boyar he hosts, Mr. Count, he knew for a long time and is a witness not as a traitor, but as a senior eternal , the master by his name is a Spanish robber who for lack of money robbed, killed, and in the meantime learned to wield his sword, came to London with evil thoughts plot your murder and without your knowledge as an ordinary servant he makes up his

"Where have you been living all these years? Why'd it take you so long to come home?" "Have you had any schooling, little sister?" "You look so pale. Are you taking some kind of medicine?" "What are you good at, little sister? We could all learn from each other." My mother looked over her nine daughters with unmistakable pride. It had been a chaotic road getting here, but every single one of them had turned out to be a good girl. Diana, the eldest, had come home early and had already mastered music, chess, calligraphy, and painting.

"Brother Darryl, you are an excellent chess player. I have already calculated all the possible outcomes 20 steps ahead. Why can't I win?" Lindsey's face flushed with rage as she said that. "Twenty steps?" Sofia, who was standing beside her at the time, could not help but exclaim, "Lindsey, only chess grandmasters, to my knowledge, can calculate all the possible moves 20 steps in advance. You are still young, but you have accomplished much. You are truly gifted!" Sofia was not exaggerating in the least. A novice could only think two steps ahead. An expert could do five. Grandmasters could accomplish 20.

” Ericka is astonished hearing such familiar male voice of her elementary Mathematic teacher and she feels inspired to join such a Chess player competition. “Okey, listen first to our guidelines!” The Chess master interrupted explaining, “Each of the Chess players should be well acquainted with how to play Chess. “ He introduces each piece from Pons to King and how to move it to win the games. Ericka is shattered because it is his first time to see such things but because the Chess master is kind and appreciates each one’s uniqueness, Ericka developed self-confidence to try playing Chess. As she started the first move, her opponent with the cheering squad seems so boastfully taunting her bec