The Queen's Gambit Novels & Stories

“Our empire is waiting for you. You need to rule our people and prove your worth as our daughter. I already had enough of you tainting our names. I don't want you to live in this kind of place anymore.” I had goosebumps hearing how controlling she sounded on end at her cold and dangerous speech. The coldness is still there, it actually never left. The name Queen Lady Santiago stands for coldness. And me being her daughter doesn’t excuse me for being treated as if I am her possession and not a child she reared for twenty years. Not even when I lost my child made her change one bit. She made no room for me to grieve because she immediately sent me to her office to train me.

THALIA ISABELLE “You’re cooking something in your head?” I asked him. “I’ll show you the dish once I’m done,” he said and I smiled at him. Grey never failed to amaze me with his actions. “Anyway, I have to go now before your husband catches me,” he said so I nodded. My mind is left to wander, why her information is very secure and can’t be found easily when she’s not even a member of high society? I smiled bitterly when I remember that she was once engaged to Giovanni.

Now that his job is done, it's time for Jana to keep her end. 'Vivien! Where are they?!' She continued running down the valley. Every head turns to look at her as if she's crazy. 'Well, they won't be entirely wrong.' "The gambler successfully killed the queen. The queen's royal guards are now focused on catching up with the killer behind her death. Host, they're right behind you!' 'What rotten luck!' Jana tore the hem of her long gown. The heavy garment is weighing her down. It can't get any more than an actual nuisance. She took a sharp turn and left dead leaves swaying as she ran for the forest.

Tobias could recognize the similar black rune ring that Theresa was wearing with Rosalinda, but he ignored it at the moment and then pointed his finger at the pretty woman who sat alone in the middle row, “that woman, Charlotte Brownfur, she’s also the granddaughter of Armadale Brownfur.” Charlotte, who was sitting alone near the edge of the bench, was quickly giving Tobias Duskfall a cold stare, but she did not say anything. After hearing Tobias’s explanation, the Queen suddenly fell silent. She felt ashamed of her unwise prejudice; she then looked at Jeremiah while he was staring back at her. The Queen’s jealousy toward the young priest led her to make a stupid mistake. She was feeling pri

As soon as they entered, the lights inside turned on. Inside, there were some cabinets, unlike the bookshelves in the study. These cabinets had much higher security, looking like solid wood and even locked. The old master walked up to one of the cabinets, inputted a string of numbers, and opened a drawer. He took out a stack of documents and placed them on the desk in the middle of the room. The old master sat aside, gesturing for Damon to look through the documents. The contents of the documents were all about the fire that destroyed the Queen family, followed by what the Queen family did after the deaths of Mr. and Mrs. Queen.

Inside was a chessboard. Every piece was set. Except for the queen. She was missing. A folded note lay beside it: "You forgot who taught you how to play" Elena stared at the board, fury rising in her throat. She crushed the note in her fist. “He wants to remind me I was never the queen”, Damien stepped beside her. “He just made his biggest mistake”, Elena nodded, eyes burning with resolve. “Let’s show him... the queen never needed permission to move”, The board was set. And Elena was done playing by anyone else’s rules.

Wow, just wow. The grandeur of the royal palace looms in the background, a stark contrast to the tumultuous emotions swirling within the walls. The opulence is merely a façade, concealing a family saga of betrayal, secrets, and heartbreak. This family cannot get any more complicated, a racist, cheating father, a victim of abuse mother, a so-called womanising son, and a pretty much non-existent younger brother. The air is thick with tension, and the weight of the revelations hangs heavily in the opulent chambers.

I put down my ponytail hair and continued, “Hmmm, maybe you are right, I was a little bit influenced by Bryan, you know, I finished all the books he brought to me, those great myths, wolf history, poems, Oh! And a few romance novels. “ ”Stop your great speech and go to the shower.” Levi walked toward the door, and I hurried to follow. “Come on, Levi, it is not wrong with books. You are a knight for me, aren’t you? Besides, Mother won’t choose me for the next queen, right?” I spoke casually, but he suddenly stopped and turned to ask me, “How did you know?” His tone was a bit strict. “Everyone knows, Kate almost done all the paperwork for Mother these three months. She already took the respon

The heavy implication wasn’t lost on me, especially when she called me ‘Queen’, saying she’s here for when I’m ready to open up about everything before retiring for the night. I was left with my jaw on the ground, but I shook myself out of it and scoffed, mumbling that’s never going to happen because I’m sick of talking about my abuse thanks to those meetings. Never fucking helped me, so what’s the point? Plus, this Queen shit is getting real old. Another thing that’s never going to happen. I see she’s just as delusional as the others, but at least she’s nice and kind enough to let us stay here. Plus, I could learn a little more about my mother before it’s my time to physically meet her when

The pull of the design, of the mother who made him, was a chain around his soul. The upload hit 99%. Elena’s finger hovered over the ENTER key. Her signal. He hadn’t given it. Do it, Lucas. Please. Then, a cold, round pressure pressed into the back of her skull. The smell of lavender and starch filled her nose. “Phase Two is nearly complete, dear,” Mrs. Gable’s voice whispered, gentle as a grave-digger. “But you misunderstand your role. You were never the queen. You were always the sacrifice to make the king.”