Badass Flags Novels & Stories

“Tell Alpha Ferran that I have refused his request and if he does not open the city gates for his King to come in before the next ten minutes, him and his people have themselves to blame for what would befall them. Just as Xavier was done talking, a loud trumpet blew and two flags rolled down from a hill some meters away from them. Xavier could recognize the sigil on the flags. The first, was an ice wolf and the second a black wolf. “Why does he fly our flag in his kingdom?” Xavier asked turning to Jimin. “Perhaps he has considered and wants to make an alliance. You were right, Beta. Diplomacy seems to be the best answer to most problems.” “That’s where the worst news comes in,” Jimin frowne

You answer to me, remember. She nodded and cleared her throat. "The Boss can be cocky, arrogant, controlling, manipulative, hotheaded, and attractive. What makes it worse is that he knows it. He has bloodlust. He stares at people with some undertone of rage, as though he wishes for them to mess up so he can put a bullet in them. However, the moment he looks at you or talks about you, it's gone; he is content. And that is quite far from the man most of us know, who always seems rather isolated. He trusts very few people, which includes his family. He’s searching for something." I stared at Alessia from under my full semi-permanent lashes, before grinning. Alessia was purely talented, no doubt

He asked Christopher who placed a red flag on the location. “This is a few miles from your lair,” Dominick mumbled as Bella stood to check on it. “Lair?” Landon asked. “Well,” Bella shrugged. “I’ve been an assassin, dad.” Landon sighed as he checked out the situation. “We need the Rose Flag check in this area.” Landon pointed to the oak tree. “Rose flag?” Dominick asked. “May I know why we are using a Rose flag?” “Rose flags are trained to be like chameleons. Or perhaps an insect that can camouflage.” He answered.

said Alex still not to be outdone. Wahh Angelina was bright red now. Her ears seemed to be emitting smoke. "Are you going to get me a sanitary pad?"

Mea opened the first one under the Chatmates tab. marcc_ wants to gossip about your photo marcc_: i’d sit beside you so you could lean your head on my shoulder itsmecristy: sure. you’ll have to endure my talkative friends tho marcc_: i wouldn’t mind itsmecristy: nice <3 marcc_: wanna be my travel buddy? Mea glared madly at the three women who now ducked their heads down, feeling guilty even before she started. She still started anyway. “Seriously? ‘Nice’ and a heart damned emoji?”

It emphasized its long and scattering roots and wide trunk that reminded Cent of the Ygdrasil. Nature. It’s the pompous nature-dwellers aka the Ambivalent beings and their twitching ears that need some piercing. The last one and the dreariest was the one that belonged to the Malevolent beings. Its color was black with embroidery made of red threads. The pattern was a combination of thorns and flames that it formed a big image of a screaming human that was scratching its neck from anguish. Yep, totally the flag for the dark dwellers. Cent nodded her head as she observed the three flags that reminded her that the Tri-world Tournament was only weeks away. Her eyes shifted onto the flock of stud

but it seems that Aisha doesn’t hear him. She even continued pulling the hair of the secretary even harder. She’s in the full range of her anger. “You’re slut and a total whore! You’re here to work, not to be a bed warmer nor a sex slave of my husband! You bitch! I’m going kill you!” her wolf raged inside her, wanting to come out and lash the woman in front of her. Duke violently took her away and let her secretary go. The secretary almost grumbled in a hurry to leave the office.

Just before Zhou Fu carried out the contingency plan, he saw a ship moving toward where he was. The ship does not look like a ship sailing with passengers because of its small size and slightly different model. There was a flag flying right at the end of the mast, the flag depicted a tree with dry branches as well as winding roots at the bottom. The top of the tree that shows dry branches seems to represent death or the absence of life, but the roots that bend and claw at the ground seem to represent the power of a life.

The female glanced at her from head to toe. “You guys won’t stand a chance, I swear. You will never get our flags.” Malaika said confidently. “Oh, scary,” said the male with vulture form, “Isn’t it nice to see royalties fighting, yeah?” he chuckled. “You mean, a royalty without ability?” said the female mockingly. Malaika held herself. She would not let them destroy her concentration, and she would die first before they could lay their filthy hands on their flags. “How about you surrender your flag to us? You look incapable of winning, anyway.” She stared back as if challenging them.

Rose "The rules are simple; the last person standing at the end with the most flags is the winner." Damian plopped a canvas bag down on the ground with a thud. "You can spar. You can steal multiple flags from your opponents. You cannot ask for outside assistance. You cannot knock out your opponents. You can't hide flags. You cannot shift. You are to stay in the forest, do not bring your game into town. At the end of two hours, the game is over."