The Chess Master Creepypasta Novels & Stories

"We met once during a game of chess." Playing chess... After thinking for a while, Kittie remembered that her skill in playing chess was not bad, so she was secretly happy. "Can I get to know your master? My grandma has had asthma all the time, and I want to ask you master to take a look at her." Cassie knew that she had an ulterior motive. Looking at her expectant face, she sneered. "He"s so busy that he doesn"t have time to treat patients at all."

My master was so happy that finally he is going to sell me off for a good price. "I know keeping you untouched will make you bring me a fortune. Well l guess this is goodbye pet. You were good but now is time to use you for what l really brought you here for," he said to em with a happy expression. To be honest l have never really seen my master so happy before,he is such a greedy demon. At this point l began to think about my parents. How they are doing. They just lost their 17 year old only child. My mum must really be devastated. I really miss her cooking. Since l came to this demon world they have not given me anything good to eat, my master doesn't even give me food sometimes.

I crouch at my Master's feet, submissive as he wishes. Something kisses my aching sex, and I shudder. I gave myself to him long ago. And he gave Michael to me. And now Richard too. It's a heady mix. From above me; a silken rustle; my hair is brushed to one side. But I am not invited to move. No assisting hand raises me to my feet. I wait... The rustle of fabric and the creak of his shoes as my Master shifts on his feet... The scent of new leather and the tang of polish...

My screams pierced the air, unable to comprehend what really happened. Lizzie’s master killed her, he snapped her neck like a weak twig. I covered my ears, overwhelmed with terror and dread, unable to block out the scene, where he took hold of Lizzie’s throat. The master's cruelty was beyond comprehension, and as I cowered on the floor, I realized that I had stumbled into a world more twisted and sinister than anything I had ever imagined. The Master was none other than the dark lord, Morax. While I was trembling with fear, he abruptly seized my chin with a vice-like grip, forcing me to meet his dark evil gaze. His eyes bore into mine, and I felt the cold breath of his threats against my ski

I gulped in fear witnessing his grey eyes shooting fire at me making me look down. "I-I am sorry Master but it's past 6 am. I tried waking you up but ---" My words got interrupted by his deep cold voice. "Did I say you can talk?" I bowed my head more down afraid of what he will do to me. "Answer me." I flinched a little when he raised his voice. "N-No Master," I said shaking my head. I felt my hands trembling when I heard nothing but pure silence in the room. His silence was terrifying me even more.

I debated whether to enter, my nerves and fear of what Master might do to me causing my heart to race. "Come in, pet, I can hear you pacing," Master teased, opening the door for me. "Greetings, Master," I said, my voice trembling with fear. He nodded in acknowledgment, his eyes gleaming with a sinister intent. Master dragged me to the bed, and my eyes widened in terror at the implications. "Don't be scared, pet, Master will take care of you," he growled, his voice low and menacing. I stammered, "Mas...ter...please...stop," as he took slow steps towards me, his smirk growing wider.

Master stomps over to me, he takes a hold of my hand and drags me to stand behind him. "Out! Now! Everyone of you! Party is over!!." Master growled loudly, his eyes glowing red. "You shouldn't have done that bro." One of the teenage guys said, brushing shoulders with dirty blonde harshly. One by one, they all trooped out of the games room and also out of the house. "Go to the room and lay down on the bed with nothing on your body. I want your ass shooting out." Master yelled at me, the moment all the teenagers were gone and he has closed the door.

When he saw me, panic flickered in his eyes before he forced a smile and approached. "Rex, long time no see. Congratulations on your company's IPO. It's truly a remarkable achievement." I nodded politely, feeling nothing but calm. "How have you been?" I asked. He forced a bitter laugh. "Frankly, the company has been in decline since you left. I was demoted and now only manage a small department." I smiled faintly and said nothing more. After the reception, my technical director rushed over. "Rex, bad news. Someone is trying to hack our core algorithm!"

Of course he did, I lowered my eyes to my lap so they wouldn’t see the hatred flicker briefly across my face, hatred itself was dangerous, the Mothers said bitterness poisoned a woman’s spirit, but lately I felt poisoned already. Two months ago, the Master summoned me to his private study after evening prayer. I still remembered every detail, the smell of incense, the heavy silence, the guards outside the door and him, Gabriel Vane. The man everyone worshipped like a prophet, he was old enough to be my grandfather, perhaps older, no one actually knew his real age because nobody dared ask questions about the Master, but whispers among the older women claimed he was already in his sixties, his

chapter 40 Austin POV. I felt like crap, I wasn't myself. It was like l was going to faint any moment from now. Walked over to where Lorenzo sat, typing repeatedly on the laptop in front of him. "any update yet" I asked him for the hundredth time since he came. "The picture has been proven to be fake, whoever did it was an expert. They knew you would probably check to see if it was Photoshop and made sure you won't be able to notice this." Lorenzo says, empathizing on each words. " This took