carlisle and esme chess fanfic

Jason Harris is an American chess prodigy. By the age of 8, he already defeated professional chess players, and when he was 12 years old, he defeated the world champion. Since then, with the money he earned from competitions, he traveled around the world, to find someone who could give him the thrill of a real challenge. However, in one of the flights, the plane crashed, resulting in his death. Not wanting to waste his potential and talent, God offered him the option of reincarnation. "Are you willing to risk your new life, to find the thrill of a real challenge?" "Well, as long as it's not a promised death, it's even more thrilling..."

Diethard Reid arrived at the Black Knights' inner circle the way he always moved through rooms — as the man with the most complete picture of who wanted what and who was pretending not to. The Chess Line broadcasts true loyalty-tiers, Knightmare compatibility scores, and forty-eight-hour strategic forecasts to every designated recipient in the Black Knights' command structure, and it self-tags every publish with Diethard's own spectacle-loyalty rating, which means the people receiving his intelligence can always see exactly how much they should trust the source. The Fulcrum is the piece that cannot be managed: real-time Geass-usage detection, which means every time Lelouch commands someone in Diethard's operational perimeter, the Chess Line marks it. Post-Battle-of-Narita, the Britannian command structure is reorganizing around the loss at Narita, C.C. is an open variable, and V.V. and Charles read as overflow — too large for the Chess Line to characterize, only to register. Diethard continues broadcasting. The register is enough.

After the Battle of Hogwarts, Harry disappears into thin air and everyone is extremely devastated and then Ginny finds out something that will change her life forever....... Well, In all honesty, I kind of hate this story and its description, so please ignore them until the last few which I like, it's also very short, and finished.

Life itself is Chess by the happenings around us. You could be a Pawn today, but what the future holds could be more than you can imagine.

Once a lover, Now an enemy. A hidden affair, To bound "forever". Did I do it wrong? Did I do it right? For me to seal, For me to forget. For me to do, what the stars believed was right? (An MLBB 515 Fanfic : Esme X Khufra)

An assassin died because of heart attack while he is sleeping . All he do in his free time was watch animes and read novel. OP MC AND SUBORDINATES WEAK ENEMY NO REAL FIGHT ONLY FACE SLAPPING, TOYING AND KILLING NO EXCITING FIGHT SCENE I DON'T KNOW HOW TO WRITE FIGHTS LIKE THAT. This fanfiction contains dumb characters, every character in this fanfiction is dumb. So if you want smart characters then this novel is NOT FOR YOU. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED. I do not know how to write or make smart scenario or whatever it is called, because I myself am not also smart. This is only a fanfiction I do not own the cover and the contents that came from different novels/animes. - - VERY SHORT CHAPTERS DON'T ASK FOR MORE. ALSO ENGLISH IS NOT MY FIRST LANGUAGE SO JUST DEAL WITH IT.

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Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!