Mexican Onyx Chess Set Novels & Stories

After searching the world for top specialists to consult about her mother's condition, Bruce had transferred her to a premier private hospital known for its facilities and tranquil setting. The rear garden was especially secluded. Isolde chose a wind-sheltered spot with a wide, pleasant view and stopped there. Sunlight poured over them, gentle and comforting. Bruce leaned back and produced a box, which he handed to her. "What is it?" She opened it, puzzled. Inside lay a handcrafted marble checkers set. The white stones were smooth and softly luminous. The black pieces held a deep, satin sheen. The workmanship alone spoke to its exceptional quality.

"I shall teach you and maybe in twenty years, you shall be competition." "Twenty years?" she scoffed. "It will take at least that long to train your human brain in the game of warfare." "Only if I may teach you checkers." "Humph, when you beat me, I shall learn your silly game." We moved to the table holding my chess set. The pieces were heavy gold and silver, the board black and white marble. I'd stolen it from a king in a faraway realm. The fool thought he'd captured a dragon. I challenged him to a game for my freedom. He'd agreed, and I won. The set was not part of the bargain, but I swiped it before he knew of its loss. No one holds a dragon without losing something. Usually their life.

Emiel's return meant nothing but good things in store for the future. Roy glanced at his grandfather, arranging the chess board, with a grin on his face. Alexander used to be a tough chess player during his early forties. The thirst of chess bought Alexander the title of undefeatable old guy in their neighborhood. "Grandfather.. Will Uncle come before Christmas or.." Roy's voice faded, eyes traveling to the single piece of artifact, standing gracefully in the middle of the terrace. A very exuberant expressioned sculpture of a young fairy maiden, holding a jar of what seemed like Elixir.

But on that table, there was a giant chessboard, with pieces set up for a game. I walked closer, admiring the intricacy of the board and remembering the two chess pieces I had found in Lachlan’s bedroom. They obviously weren’t from this set as these weren’t crystal. These pieces were made of polished oak wood, even the smallest of piece— a pawn was as big as my finger. "You play?” I asked. Olezka leaned against the table, looking at me with a half-smile. “Yes. Do you know how to play?” I grinned back, a challenge lighting up inside me. “Let’s find out.”

Her new necklace swinging gently between her breasts, “My word, Honey. You look incredible.” She grins and sits back down, and Ash feels Kai’s hand next to his on the small of her back. Jessie’s present from Eliza was next, he’s not seen it yet and he’s intrigued, “Merlin did help me make this, but I did design most of it.” Merlin nods and Ash pays it more attention as Jessie opens her last present. It’s a beautiful chess board, the board was a grid of pieces of blue labradorite as the dark tiles, white marble with dark grey lines running through it being the others. There’s a line of gold Damascus steel around the edge of the grid. The rest of the box is white quartz which has a cavity insi

Then he arranged the needle and loop tools on the table. “Okay, so I brought actual pieces for us to work with.” He held up a bishop, pawn, rook, king and queen in his hands before placing them on the table next to the other tools. “Our pieces are gonna be bigger though because we don’t have the kind of fine crafting skills to make a small chess piece while marking all the intricate designs.” “Where’s the knight?” I asked scanning the table. “Do you really think we can make a Knight?” he asked deadpan. I shrugged.

Then, she turns around and walks away “Are you talking about yourself?” He asks. Alexis stops her steps and turns around. “What?” She asks as she doesn’t understand Onyx’s question. “Aren’t you aiming for my position, Alexis?” He asks. She smirks. “That might be so. But, I’m not rushing it. I love a fair game unlike you.” She says. Onyx giggles. “You’re right. I need a chess piece to play a role in my game. I wonder which one it would be.” He twirls the peon on his hand as he speaks. He’s staring closely at the chess board in front of him. Alexis giggles.

We stared into each other's eyes and even with the silence, I could hear Gwen's heart beating fast as her breathing became erratic. I always knew Gwen's loyalty to me was more than just admiration and if she wasn't important, I would have evicted her in a painless manner. "My lady." Gwen's smooth voice had me breaking the contact as I stood up, grabbing a pawn piece. "What is the most powerful piece in a game of chess?" I asked as I walked to my window and stared down. Father was talking to a messenger boy as I faced Gwen who was seriously thinking as she stared at the board on my desk.

“Whichever Uncle Vanderbilt likes. I can play them all.” “Oh?” Alexander arched a brow. “Confident, are we?” The boy nodded. “Very.” Finn retrieved an elegant mahogany chessboard from the cabin drawer and set it on the table. Marcello immediately made the first move, his tiny fingers nimble and precise. At first, Alexander moved lazily, making casual responses. But it didn’t take long before the boy’s skill began to show—his moves deliberate, his traps intricate. Alexander found himself losing piece after piece.

With a silent nod, he redirected his attention to the auctioneer. Caden didn’t bid again for the next item. I could see him deep in thought—his features pulled tight in a frown, reassessing the rest of his budget. That confident smirk of his, the one he always wore like a second skin, was gone. He leaned over to whisper something to his assistant, lips moving fast. It looked like strategy, but I knew it was really desperation. The auctioneer introduced the next item—an antique chessboard inlaid with onyx and mother-of-pearl, donated by one of Leon’s old associates. Elegant. Expensive. And also, useless to me.