Queen's Gambit Novels & Stories

I nodded, my throat tight with both fear and victory. The phone was cheap, disposable, but to me it was priceless. I sank onto the bed, fingers flying over the screen. I couldn’t risk plain words. King’s men would read everything. So I wrote in code. A story only Liam would know. I reminded him of that night on his balcony, when I told him about the old chess set my mother gave me, and how he taught me that the queen was the most dangerous piece on the board because no one expected her to move so freely. He called it the Queen’s Gambit.

As strategies go, I can’t fault it. Unfortunately for the Bratva - which my brother heads - he’s made no secret of the fact that he’ll gut anyone who tries to hurt me. It’s nothing personal, just that I’m the only remaining member of his family and also a valuable chess piece in his organized crime games – a strategic marriage might mean the difference between being friends or enemies.

I shook my head as her steps went towards the door, which she opened slowly. -Well, I present you our bishop. My eyes narrowed towards that woman who analyzed me thoroughly. For a split second I felt that insecurity take over, having a new piece in that game wasn't as simple as it seemed. Especially one that I already had seen before, and it wasn't on our side that she showed to be. The caution would now be redoubled. -Bishop? -I believe it's an important piece. And what we need. Don't they say that the bishop is a somewhat fast piece? That if it has a clear path it can have a good advantage?- Dinah asked as she served herself some Whiskey.

Him? “Not ‘king,’” Anton breathed. The pieces snapped together with awful, perfect symmetry. Marcus’s obsession, his endless, pathetic game. “He didn’t see himself as the king. He was the other piece. The one that moves in straight lines, that attacks from the side. The one that can become anything if it reaches the end.” He stepped up to the panel, his voice clear and steady, speaking directly into the microphone. “The key is ‘Queen.’” For a second, nothing. The countdown reached 00:00:07.

But a queen is the only piece on the board that can move in any direction. I blew a kiss to the red light. The hunt was over. The war had just begun.

When I’m not. These women probably ran the whole supernatural world. While the men were always roaring and yelling in each other’s face about who is who. I know women are the key players in that game of chess. If the queen is protected. Everything is going well and you can make great moves. And when shit goes south, the queen protects the king. I’m guessing this is where you get your warriors and foot soldiers for protection. “The one and only,” Daciana smirks proudly. “Wait, I have heard that he was with someone. The daughter of that small pack’s alpha.” She stares at me with widened eyes. “It makes sense now. I have never seen someone as pretty as her.”

I am utterly in awe of the beautiful creature in front of me. “Our mate.” Rohan mutters dreamily. “Our queen.” I agree.

It had just shifted. And the Queen on the chessboard was finally moving.

Edward casually took a seat; Jacky and Ninth Princess sat nearby, watching the chess game. This chessboard was a treasure of the Princess's palace. The entire board was carved from a single piece of pure white and flawless jade, emitting a gentle radiance, intermingling with the green to create an enchanting contrast that made it hard to look away. Gold threads separated the squares, casting a golden glow that instantly identified them as pure gold of the highest quality. The chess pieces were made of gold and placed on the jade board, sparkling like tiny suns. The appearance of this exquisite and precious chess set in the Princess's palace reflected King Lycan's affection for her. Edward sm

He realized I wasn't just bidding with company money; I was bidding with my life. ​"One hundred and forty million going once..." ​Matthias didn't speak. He watched me, his gaze moving from my eyes to the ivory chess piece I had brought in my pocket, which I now placed firmly on the mahogany ledge in front of me. The White Queen. ​"Going twice..." ​He let out a short, sharp laugh and shook his head. He closed his folder with a definitive snap. "She’s all yours, Sara. I know when a player is willing to burn the whole house down just to win a room."