Mexican Onyx Chess Set Novels & Stories

The selected characters and profile of her target pieces to have her perfect set of pieces that will rival the both of THEM. “Kyle Ryle Dionne.” Not even surprising, but Kyle is the first piece that she chooses and needed for her plan. The king on her board with the menacing heart and madness the perfectly suited for her kind of game. “Everything starting form the final loop of six.” She whispers, while looking at the words and the profile that all fits to the last loop of the world and book of Death Reincarnate. With another knowing smile and two, she started pointing out the points which makes each and every piece of her chess unique and perfect.

“For a man who already owns everything.” Her eyebrows lifted slightly. “That does narrow things.” I picked up a crystal decanter, weighed it in my hands, then set it down. “He has a cellar that could supply a small country.” She laughed. “Something symbolic, then. A keepsake.” I reached for a fountain pen—beautiful, heavy, unmistakably expensive. Considered it. Put it back. “Too… solitary.” A chess set caught my eye next. I opened the lid, admired the pieces, then shook my head. “He’d appreciate it. But it doesn’t feel like a wedding gift.”

He continued glancing at Ash things as his gazed fell on the tiny box that was putted beside his drawer. Just then Alexander widened his eyes as he realized everything. How everything was just . . . perfect. He picked up the box as he walked towards the kitchen table. As he sat there he opened the box and picked up the chess pieces and putted them in their desired position. After a few minutes of studying the chess pieces he began moving its pieces, starting from the pawn. He was moving the pieces back and forth with both sides on the chess board. As he continued his little game he couldn't help but flashed a sinister smile as the plan on his head was slowly becoming to immortalize. In an in

"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.

he bounced up and down. “Stay back,” Luciano held up a hand. Antonio groaned, folding his arms across his chest and pouting. Jose leaned casually against the wall. “You expecting a bomb?” Luciano didn’t answer. Instead, he reached forward and slowly removed the lid. Inside the box was a layer of black velvet. And resting on the velvet… Was a single chess piece, a king. But it wasn't new. In fact, it was pretty worn out. And it looked like someone had burnt it too.

Free at last, I slipped away in my Silver Moonlight SUV, setting the GPS for a part of the Northern Territory I had never explored: the Moonlight Antiquities Market. The market was a maze of weathered stalls and small shops, each filled with treasures from various eras. I wandered among them, searching for something that would speak to me—something worthy of Eleanor Morgan. That's when I saw it—an international chess set with pieces carved from moonstones and rare woods that would resonate with werewolf senses. The board itself was inlaid with silver and obsidian, creating a striking contrast that would appeal to my grandmother's aesthetic sensibilities. Without hesitation, I spent a signifi

“Are these hand-carved?” “Yes, each chess piece is done by hand,” I tell her, letting her explore each piece. “The board’s walnut and beech, and the pieces are ash and black oak. I thought about getting a stone board, but I decided a folding board so that you can store it or take it with us wherever we go would be more appropriate. It’s an important gift for me, both in the actual chessboard and in the admission that I want to go wherever this woman is. Hailey caresses each piece before closing the case and looking up at me through those beautiful mile-long lashes of hers.

“I can teach you some more advanced skills.” The prince left the room and returned a moment later with a chess set. From the box Edward could tell that it was an extremely expensive chess set. When Sebastian pulled the board out of the box he was bemused to see the Albion royal family crest on the board. “Was this a custom made set?” he asked. Sebastian showed him the pieces and Edward saw the royal crest was emblazoned on every piece from the pawns to the king. “My mother likes chess so much she commissioned these sets. There’s one here, one at the castle and another at the palace,” Sebastian explained. “Chess is one of the few things she gets enthusiastic about.”

Nicholas didn’t hear that part as he was moving the chess knight across the map. It was the knight that Seraphina had left for him. Nicholas had asked his papa for it and Dominic gave it to him. He also had the entire chess set displayed in Nico’s room on the table by the window, where his son can see it before he sleeps and when he wakes up. Dominic noticed it immediately and had seen as well that Nico takes it wherever he goes inside Blackstone. Nicholas placed it directly behind the enemy position. “There!” He announced proudly. Sebastian looked at the placement.