Novel & Cerita Someone Else's Story From Chess

"You are soon to be a queen, act like one... Come with me!" She dragged me with her towards them and I almost cried but when she stopped beside them, I froze. His eyes found me and my breathing quickened. I clutched on my dress tightly and looked in the opposite direction of his. "Chess?" Lovina smiled at them. "Looks like Mikhail is winning!" I looked at the chess board, it's obvious that Rafael is losing but he can win with a few tricks & risks. Anyways, this is not my business. I just want to go away from here.

Kade exclaimed all of a sudden which made us look at him as he behaved awkwardly. I used to play chess when I was still five. I learned it from Diego the first time he was hired. They told him to get along with me and we did. Playing chess is one of our best pastime hobbies. He didn't specifically teach me some techniques though he sure is hard to beat. So maybe my eagerness to beat him made me get better. "How about we go to Lynn Valley?" A stranger suddenly said in front of our table who was not even included in our conversation. So of course, we looked at her confused.

Ferrara De Castello I enjoy games, taking my opponent by surprise, leading them on and striking when they don't expect it. And of all the games I have played, chess is my most favorite, the most manipulative of them all. But as much as I enjoy putting things and people in their place, missing pieces put me off as well. "We couldn't find the Petrov girl, boss, it's like she vanished after the funeral." It was the same thing I had heard months afterwards, and I have the best damn resources and ways of making people talk.

“How could I forget a young lady who beat me so shamefully?” I blushed a little at that. Alpha Jonah was a devoted chess player, and an excellent one at that. He liked challenging other Alphas with whom he had negotiations or alliances, and that was how I ended up playing with him 3 years ago. Because Richard could hardly tell the difference between a rook and a knight.

He turned to face his team, his amber eyes now clear and sharp, as if he had pierced through every layer of fog and doubt. "We've only found scattered pieces of a chess game played by two grandmasters—Lord Dragon and Lucien Dorne—for decades," he continued. "Trying to assemble it ourselves from the beginning, piece by piece, is a fool's errand, and a dangerous one. We will always be one step behind them."

Every stroke tells a story, every color a code. They don't believe that I can protect this pack with a paintbrush. Because it's not about physical strength, it's about intelligence and strategy. To me, this is all a game of chess. Each pawn, each knight, each queen has a role. If we play our pieces right, we can beat them with minimal losses. But you won't trust me. You can't see beyond your own pride and stubbornness. But no one knew of my ability, mostly because no one cared to listen. But I knew what was wrong with our defenses, our training, and our attack.

She would occasionally mutter, "Why doesn't he look anything like me? He's like Candice's carbon copy." Zayn always reassured her, saying, "Well, Candice carried him for nine months. It's normal that he looks like her now." Soon, Lucas began showing signs of exceptional intelligence. Zayn proudly told everyone that Lucas had inherited his brains while ignoring how much the boy increasingly resembled me. In elementary school, Lucas skipped three grades. He completed all his high school courses in three years and graduated as the state's top science student. Within five years, he earned his Ph.D. and was acclaimed as a computer genius worldwide. His breakthrough chip technology led the domesti

"Something like that. But you know what? In chess, sometimes the king has protectors." "Like knights and rooks," Griffin nodded, warming to the theme. "And queens," James added with a raised eyebrow in my direction. "The most powerful piece on the board." A ghost of a smile crossed my face despite the situation. "Why don't you go get dressed, sweetheart? Clara will be here soon to take you to school." Clara, the former military police officer who now served as Griffin's nanny and covert bodyguard. Another chess piece on my side of the board.

"Yeah, I mean, we've played against each other for years, and you're wiping the board with us." I leaned back in my chair, a playful glint in my eyes. "Well, gentlemen, it's all about strategy and a little bit of experience." I picked up a pawn and moved it deliberately. "When I was a kid, my mom and I were always on the move, from city to city. We had to learn to adapt, to survive." Damon leaned forward, intrigued. "So, you learned chess as part of survival?"

The crowd around them also widened their eyes excitedly. My God! Mrs. Owl was able to compete with big brother Travis. With such a quick move, they couldn't tell the difference between them. And the crowd was dazzled. In the end, everyone's heart has been electrified and screams excitedly but yet the scene is so quiet that only cicadas and falling seeds can be heard. "Pa -" The 59th chess piece black spot falls, and the game is settled. The white was killed by the black! Kim moved her wrist for a moment, and sighed, "Alas, I thought I could really learn something."