Novel & Cerita Novel Game Of Thrones

My heart was failing but it was at those moments, I felt a strange peace within myself. This is what death feels like… it’s very lonely. AUTHOR’S NOTE Hey readers, if you have gotten this far in the chapter, congratulations because you have finished the first book series of A Game of Chess: Queens to King.

I drift off to sleep on the plane on the way back to Texas, only to awaken after having a very vivid dream or maybe I should say fantasy of Drake. I pour myself a drink and try to relax. I decided to change clothes and freshen up, just in case Drake met me at the airfield. Silly how I have to remind myself this is all just a game. I catch myself wanting him, wanting to please him, wanting to give myself to him. I have to remember that I want to hurt him, make him regret how he treated me. Lila, my wolf also reacts to Drake so strongly I constantly have to reign in. I continue to sip the burning alcohol that I am drinking, my excitement continues to grow at the thought of seeing Drake. Noth

Then, he turned on his heel, his long overcoat billowing behind him as he strode back out into the pouring rain, leaving me alone in the dark Cathedral. I let out a ragged, breathless gasp the moment the doors closed, collapsing slightly against the stone altar. My hands were trembling violently. He didn't know. He had no idea his sweet, broken Aria was the masked warlord standing right in front of him. The game was officially on.

I sat off to the side, listening to my father's threats, trying to pressure Zach into marrying me. As the person directly involved, I wasn't allowed to speak. Zach remained resolute. "I will not marry Leah." Despite knowing this was all part of the game, hearing those words still struck a chord, a sudden, unexpected pang in my chest. The man before me, cold and proud, stood with a dignity that remained unshaken, even in front of my father. If things had been different, maybe we truly wouldn't marry. At my father's signal, eight bodyguards, all trained fighters, swiftly surrounded Zach.

I stood beside them and laughed my heart out. A thousand of Gideon's soldiers waited for him outside the city. We said our goodbyes early that night and made a pact to see each other the following day. … On the day we left the capital, the northern wind howled. Gideon sat atop a tall horse, and his soldiers stood in formation behind him. It was a majestic sight. I'd never seen this side of Gideon before, and I couldn't take my eyes off him. Life in Morbeck wasn't as lively as it had been in the capital, but there was something unique about the culture there.

She walked inside. The game, as she had said once before, on a stage with unsigned papers and two thousand witnesses, was not over. It was just beginning. End of Book One Divorced by Dawn, Queen by Dusk Book Two: The Queen's War — coming soon.

Back at the house, I started throwing my things into my suitcase. I was done with his pretend amnesia act; my heart was no longer in Sebastian's grip. In a rare moment of gentleness, he looked at our wedding photo and feigned a flicker of memory. "Elena, is that us in the picture? When did we take that?" I kept my eyes on my task, packing my clothes without a glance his way, and said without a hint of warmth, "It's fake, an AI creation." That was it. I pushed him over the edge.

"When they taught you how to kill, you didn't think they were filthy." I wanted to yell or break, but instead, my voice sounded low and almost pained. “Then Belle will be covered in these nasty hands.” I gaze at his emotionless eyes, "Not if I kill you first." "You believe you can murder me? It's lovely coming from you.” "You believe I cannot?" “Only if you're willing to fall with me. You know me, Princess; I balance my giving and taking.” "So do I." "Really? How so?" "You think I'm unaware that you're currently engaged in a game?"

I was looking around the room not expecting to see anyone. ‘I doubt the old man will be here. Seeing how he got her a house to live in by herself with only servants to keep her company... He may not even come to check on her. Probably will send someone to give her a message.’ I closed my eyes and tried to remember the things from the otome game I played. The game was called “A Highschool Royal Romance”. The game was about how an orphan who found out she was the missing daughter of a noble family. She was taken back into the family with open arms. Since she was back with her family she had to go to a school where only the most important and richest people could go.

For some like me, I just wanted to know what was going on around here. “Hello, newcomers,” Rad greeted with a high voice. “Welcome, welcome to the two thousand and eighteen years of Game of Heavens and Earth.” Two thousand and eighteen years! Like the current year? Was that how long this Game had been? The crowd went silent for a while before erupting into an uproar. Rad coaxed us to calm down so he could explain.