Novel & Cerita Royal Pawn 4

Is this some joke? "No, ma'am! It's true" Patricia said excitedly at the other side of the line. "Young Master Clawson has paid off all of the store's debts. Every single penny! She repeated the words she had said earlier and just then the phone fell from Sapphire's hands. Lance did what?

"Because in that game, I was just a pawn your father used to strike at the Shaw family while making his disobedient daughter finally give up hope. "He had you find me, trap me with love and cheap tenderness, and finally turn me into a worthless nobody who couldn't survive without you. That way, he could humiliate the Shaw family and me, and show you how fragile your so-called love really was. Too bad he miscalculated." I looked down at her from above. "He never imagined that the pawn he'd sharpened with his own hands would one day turn around and completely overturn his entire game." Tiffany collapsed to the ground. I did not spare her another glance and walked straight into the glittering b

Just as I started drifting off in the King’s arms, my phone, hidden in the drawer beside the bed, vibrated once with a single message from an unknown number. Unknown: The King is not who you think he is. The real power lies beneath the throne. Look for the black rose tomorrow. I deleted the message quickly, my heart pounding. The royal game had secrets darker than I imagined. And someone was trying to pull me into them.

Staring at the troops of ten black pawns lined up at the borderline of the enemy territory, Sir Rowan passed Zen three white chess pieces — the rook, a horse and a pawn. “The pawns can move two spaces forward each in this game. They can move diagonally when intercepting the enemy pawn. Your job is to prevent any pawns from reaching the baseline with only these three pieces. At the beginning of the game, you can place them anywhere you like in your territory. You need to last for ten moves.” A simulation event!

It could only be described as godly. Zillion and the rest were shocked for a long while. In the end, Pawn could not help but ask, “Gate… Gate Master, may I ask, what did you do before joining Six Doors?” “Me? Oh, I did business overseas, my company is called Regal Palace. I am… Regal Palace’s Palace Master!” Tyr answered. Boom! The words hit them like a bomb, leaving Zillion and the rest speechless once more. This news caused a wave of shock that made their heads spin.

“Wow. Is she a real—?” “Princess? Yes. That’s Carlott Laylin Jemaine Storm Gattewarde Braynburd, Princess Royal.” “Wow. That’s a mouthful, but she’s beautiful. And the groom?” She clearly wasn’t aware. At that time, she was still healing from that terrible incident. “My ex-boss, a good friend, Rome Langston. He’s in Winterbourn” “Rome Langston? He looks familiar.” “He is. His dad, Sterling Langston, was your dad’s friend.”

"What kind of deal?" Alfonso stepped forward, his voice low but filled with conviction. "I will help you take down Collins, reclaim what's rightfully mine. In return, once he's defeated, you will pledge your loyalty to me and help me rebuild my empire." Alfonso said, A glimmer of excitement danced in Jackson's eyes. It was a risky proposition, but he had nothing left to lose. "You have a deal, Alfonso. Let's bring down Collins and take back what's ours." Jackson said,

I brushed the back of my palms against my brows. “That’s not going to happen Tee, you need not worry about him. You belong to the royals now, there’s no way they could take back a gift that was given to the palace, especially not when they so desperately want to be on good terms with the royals,” she takes a long pause “You haven’t told me who your second chance mate is Tee,” she adds. I sigh. I’d been hoping she would forget but knowing Tee, she hardly forgets anything about me, especially not a topic that has to do with my mate.

He doesn't follow anyone anymore. He knows the power he holds. He knows what he has. And he won't just give it to anyone. After all, he's got the royal d*ck. He knows how to bring his d*ck A-game. And I am not complaining. *** I'm a lonely girl in a lonely world. At face value, I have everything any young woman would want in her mid-twenties. I have a well-respected job, status, money, and a great fancy for custom-made outfits. I legally have first-world problems. Certainty and routine make up my mundane albeit exciting lifestyle something my parents can only dream of, yet I have a secret longing for a different life. I still want something that I can call my own.

"Well this is interesting" He seems suddenly excited. I swat his hands away as his eyes darken. He's mind-linking. Suddenly a man steps in holding a dagger. "Don't get me wrong, it's a pretty little mark. A crown to represent the Prince- soon to be King. But the thing is, Miss Turner, he won't be the King" I watch as he waves the dagger in front of my face. My eyes follow the path of the blade as it moves just in front of me face. My mark actually begins to tingle with pain. "As of tonight, your mate's pack will die"