The Queen's Gambit Novels & Stories

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.”

the Queen answered simply. “But my house is small,” Miriam said, the words tumbling out of her mouth. The Queen smiled, her face softening. “I wasn’t born into wealth. We’ll manage. Please… I need this.” Another glance passed between Miriam and Cressida, both wide-eyed. Miriam looked back at the Queen, and in her smile, she saw something unspoken but sincere. She nodded, slowly at first, then with conviction. This time, when the Queen embraced her, Miriam welcomed the warmth, surprised by how natural it felt. Despite the shared tragedy, there was something comforting about this strange alliance—two grieving mothers bound by loss, now clinging to each other for strength.

Not that I've felt many good things in life. - The queen is the most powerful piece on the board - I said - Why not use it? I look outside. That's what Margot thinks every time she looks at Angelic. She's the queen of the game, ready to coordinate everything when her father dies, including those diamonds she doesn't even know exist. She's ready for anything, really, but one night in the Bronx.

I'm starting a new novel! I'm so excited to share with you guys the other novel I've been plotting lately. Queen Of Ace What is this novel all about? =If you haven't read my first novel, His Fragile Flame, I uploaded in this app, this is only "a part" of it but can be read as "stand-alone". This story was written in different character's perspective and her back story before His Fragile Flame. You don't have to read the first book to understand this novel, and I think it's better if you read this before that because HFF has spoilers.

Gwen is going to make it look like she was the person who kidnapped the Queen and that no one else was involved. If there are other people involved then she would not confess. So she is taken to a run-down building in the middle of nowhere and officers and soldiers are hiding all over the place. Once she wakes up, she and her mother confront the Queen, Gwen acts like she is going to kill her just to make it believable. She gives her mother some time to talk to her and the Queen acts hateful and tells her that she should be dead and that even if they kill her, no one is going to believe them and that the people will not accept her.

There was no way in hell that Caleb chose her from his heart, it was forced, his decisions were meddled with or he was been blackmailed and it had to be certain death for him to even consider her amongst all of his past and present women sexcapabes to even be remembered. "Thank you for coming" those words have been on repeat for the past one hour as the queen stood on the other end of the long table, taking side kisses from the females that bade their goodbyes, her voice sounded hushed even though she had the best set of dentition flashing about to everyone that cared to look her way, Khloe could tell that she was the fakest person she had ever met and something told her that she was going t

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.

How stupid can this servants be? Dev lowered her head, her body shaking with fright. She then cupped her trembling hands and blurted out the truth. “My Lord, The Queen only took a bite on the bun and suddenly collapsed. She…she would be better after a while…” She said in a shaky voice. The sweat poured out like a stream of fear, trickling down her cheeks as the throat suddenly became sparse. Dev gulped down, trying to pull herself back to her original composure. “What?!”

But then, watching the same people over and over again gets boring overtime. Diving into the book, I reopen to one of my favorite parts of the lycan battles. It is the chapter where the lycan king was brought to his knees by the queen, and makes she him beg her for his life. He wasn’t expecting her, or that she would even do something like that. It is what makes me like it more. I feel like I relate to the queen well. She has always been undermined and underrated, then she wound her full potential and—

"Do you know who Marcus is? He's the youngest Underboss in Castillo family history! You, an adopted daughter from the Vincent family, what right do you have to refuse him?" "Right?" While she was speaking, I had already taken off the gown I'd just put on. "Victoria, tell Marcus that while the Vincent family may not be as established as the Castillos, we are not to be trampled on." Seeing my actions, Victoria frowned. "Where do you think you're going? The wedding is about to start!" I scoffed. "At this point, what's the point of getting married?" I turned, picked up my clutch, and walked toward the door.